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“To completely pull me in.” Brooke’s eyes bored into her from feet away. It felt both too far and not far enough, and Taylor didn’t– she didn’t know this feeling. “I finally know what it’s like to let myself love you. And when you leave, it’s going to fucking kill me. And I can’t do that over and over and over again, until this feeling dies a slow death. I can’t.”
“And how can I even believe you’ll be back?” Brooke shook her head as she raked her hands through her hair, laughing emptily, almost wildly. “I’m supposed to be sitting here, in love with you and wanting you, constantly waiting, which is terrible enough. But then, how will I know that you’re really going to be back and not change your mind? When Faircombe has never been enough for you?”