She can't do anything but nod, raising her mug to her lips again with a careful, tight movement. The tea grounds her in the moment, reminds her where she is, and she's humiliatingly grateful for it.
"I fought him," she says. "With everything I had, everything I could think of, but it still...I was still defeated. The injuries could be dealt with, but the knowledge of that failure, the awareness that next time would be worse...I couldn't bear it. I cannot now."
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Date: 2021-07-21 02:53 am (UTC)"I fought him," she says. "With everything I had, everything I could think of, but it still...I was still defeated. The injuries could be dealt with, but the knowledge of that failure, the awareness that next time would be worse...I couldn't bear it. I cannot now."