Elliot tilted his head sideways towards hers, so that his temple gently bumped up against her hair. "Here's what I think," he said, mind turning over the options, "I think that it will ebb, as time goes forward. I think that it will get easier. But right now it's just too much, too soon."
He hoped he was right. He had to be right, because they could not abide this forever.
He hoped he was right. He had to be right, because they could not abide this forever.