[She should shove him away and tell him to leave her alone. She should scream at him. She should do something to hurt him. But she doesn't want to. She's feeling alone and numb and shocked - she's meant to be invincible, even if that's a lie she's told herself to keep herself going. She shakes her head quietly and then scoots down the cot just slightly, making a bit of room.
She's not going to say anything. But it's an invitation. She's been trying to get better at this and even though it hurts, she should try.
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She's not going to say anything. But it's an invitation. She's been trying to get better at this and even though it hurts, she should try.
Maybe it's his last chance.]