[ She can't stop herself from shaking-- from grabbing desperate handfuls of Jaime's shirt and hanging on like her life depends on it. Even with the knowledge that what Terry showed her was an illusion, pulled from the deepest, darkest places of her mind, she can't stop the flood of relief that fills her to touch Jaime and hear his voice.
Just his breathing, the warmth of his skin reminds her that this is real. And what she just endured-- it wasn't. She still has this, and nobody is going to take it away from her.
Her words come out on an unsteady breath, muffled by her face pressed against Jaime's shoulder and gentle sobbing hiccups. ]
EXTERIOR;
Just his breathing, the warmth of his skin reminds her that this is real. And what she just endured-- it wasn't. She still has this, and nobody is going to take it away from her.
Her words come out on an unsteady breath, muffled by her face pressed against Jaime's shoulder and gentle sobbing hiccups. ]
I love you, Jaime.