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This is what I’m working on because I don’t believe in happiness, and am full of salt and angst:::::::

The unsung words between them: “I miss our son, too.”

It was destroying her. She had endured eight months, her body had changed, and now she had but a scar between him hipbones to show for it. Her breasts had filled with milk for a baby that was buried deep beneath was the earth who could not drink. Her muscles were less defined, replaced with the soft curves of motherhood. Her heart had been so overflowing with love for the life within her that when he died, Levi believed she had died with him.

“Let me wash you up,” Mikasa murmured.

“Not yet.” Levi tugged on her hands to keep her from standing. “We need to talk about him first.”

October 31   10♥


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