It's the first time I've ever seen Ellen. My throat goes tight and I blink a few times to clear my rapidly blurring vision. I feel something hot and wet slide down my cheek, and I swipe it away, dropping my hand down to dry my fingers on the sheets. I've always thought her to be beautiful, but I never expected to have such confirmation. Dark hair, dark eyes… Her skin seems to glow even in the dull, dawn light. I stop myself from reaching out to the swell of her belly, all at once wondering what our child might look like…
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Date: 2013-08-07 06:12 pm (UTC)And knowing that I'll likely never see it.
"It's me, I swear," I tell her. "Just-- Younger."