He watched in silent horror as something swept through her with such urgency that she fled the room. None of what he said could have been new to her, or so he thought. It wasn't as though he'd revealed some new fact of their history, some missing piece that they'd both ignored. Dory had only shared his side of it, how could that have shocked her so?

Dory waited at least five minutes before following down the hall to check on her. "Maple, are you okay?" He gently asked through the closed washroom door.

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