The anger that had propelled her all morning was slowly diminishing. The hurt continued, of course, but that hurt was bound to exist between them until the day their bodies were interred until the ground. Such was their issue and struggle - every moment was laced with hurt to some degree. They hadn't had a solely loving moment in years.

She sighed then. When would the hurt stop? When would they be healed from the past and all its mistakes. Melody only wished to stop both her own pain and the ones she caused him. "I thought you would be there when I woke up." There was so much more she had to say, so many answers his leaving demanded, and yet little else could be said with Nora held in his arms.

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