[ The hand can wait for a moment, hopefully. Instead of taking it in his, York reaches up and cups her face, stroking his thumb over her cheek.
She was never one to show any weakness, any hurt, any sign that she wasn't at the top of her game. But York always saw right through that. He knows her too well, even now, even as changed as she is by time and people he's never met. She's still Carolina. Still the woman he loves more than anything, so much it hurts. And seeing her actually falter... ]
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She was never one to show any weakness, any hurt, any sign that she wasn't at the top of her game. But York always saw right through that. He knows her too well, even now, even as changed as she is by time and people he's never met. She's still Carolina. Still the woman he loves more than anything, so much it hurts. And seeing her actually falter... ]
You will. We will.