[ Is that how it works? She stares up into Angel's face with a look of utter surprise. Sacrificed so much more so much less. Everything in her life has always been given such doomed gravity... What was the weight attached to all of this? Ilde's heart beats fast in her chest, feeling the furious rise of emotion again. Too soon again after the last crest of that horrible wave.
She turns her head, catching the corner of Angel's mouth with her lips. ]
(I don't know.) [ It echoes, her utter uncertainty, but in its echoing is a kind of certainty. ] (But I cannot cease to love.)
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She turns her head, catching the corner of Angel's mouth with her lips. ]
( I don't know. ) [ It echoes, her utter uncertainty, but in its echoing is a kind of certainty. ] ( But I cannot cease to love. )