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Post by Aimery on Jun 28, 2007 20:29:54 GMT -5
*Aimery nodded.*
I understand. It was foolish of me. I am sorry. I will not be so physically affectionate again unless you give my permission to do so.
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Post by Faith on Jun 28, 2007 20:59:51 GMT -5
*Faith smiled.*
"Alright."
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Post by Aimery on Jun 28, 2007 21:05:28 GMT -5
*Aimery smiled sadly and looked around the room to try to keep his heart from breaking at the thought of not touching her.*
Would you like me to go then? To leave you to your thoughts?
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Post by Faith on Jun 28, 2007 21:27:39 GMT -5
*Faith shook her head and sat down on the edge of her bed.*
"Tell me about yourself...I would like to get to know who you are."
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Post by Aimery on Jun 28, 2007 21:39:32 GMT -5
*Aimery walked tentatively into the room and pulled a chair next to the bed so she could read what he wrote.*
I am from Orleans and I dance at the Opera. I came here after
*He paused, swallowing back the heartache.*
my mother passed away.
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Post by Faith on Jun 28, 2007 21:44:02 GMT -5
"Oh, I'm sorry..." *she said softly.* "I...lost my parents as well...I think."
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Post by Aimery on Jun 28, 2007 21:46:51 GMT -5
*Aimery squeezed her hand gently.*
It is all right. I came here and I found you. It was the best thing that has ever happened to me.
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Post by Faith on Jun 28, 2007 21:48:34 GMT -5
*Faith smiled and reached out to brush a piece of hair back from his forehead.*
"I'm glad I could help..."
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Post by Aimery on Jun 28, 2007 22:02:39 GMT -5
But then you were taken away.
*Aimery blushed at her touch and lowered his head shyly.*
What else would you like to know? I'm afraid I am a simple man, unworthy of your love.
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Post by Faith on Jun 28, 2007 22:05:49 GMT -5
*Faith raised an eyebrow.*
"Are you always so self-depracating? I'm not certain I could love someone who didn't have a decent opinion of themselves," *she said with light teasing in her tone.*
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Post by Aimery on Jun 28, 2007 22:12:03 GMT -5
*Aimery frowned slightly. He was still a long moment before writing again.*
I just never thought that I deserved someone to understand me. You offered me that, and so I am thankful.
But now I am without it once more.
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Post by Faith on Jun 28, 2007 22:12:51 GMT -5
"Understood you?"
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Post by Aimery on Jun 28, 2007 22:24:31 GMT -5
*Aimery swallowed hesitantly, but felt honesty was the best policy with her.*
There was a time
*He stared at the page.*
when you could hear me. I didn't need this with you.
*He lifted the pad.*
You are the only one that has ever heard me before.
But now you can't.
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Post by Faith on Jun 28, 2007 22:49:07 GMT -5
*Faith's eyes widened.*
"...really? ...how? Was it something I did?"
((Jon Bon Jovi - Keep the Faith. Oh my dear little iPod, you slay me.))
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Post by Aimery on Jun 29, 2007 7:15:29 GMT -5
*Aimery offered a weak smile and moved his hand to brush the hair back from her face. He remembered his promise as he did so and lowered his hand once more.*
You just did.
It was a gift from God. You could hear my thoughts. For the first time in my life, I felt like a normal person.
And that's gone now.
*His chest ached at the thought of it.*
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