[wanda draws a shaky breath. her hand moves, from his arm, to his wrist, and then to his handβshe looks at it, turns it over in gentle movements. he's unfairly real, and it hurts wanda to think of him.
to think of billy and tommy, throwing toys at her to defend their mom, begging her not to hurt them.
family is forever β they had chosen her. why, thenβ?]
I need some time.
[is what she manages, quiet and uncertain, letting go of his hand.]
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to think of billy and tommy, throwing toys at her to defend their mom, begging her not to hurt them.
family is forever β they had chosen her. why, thenβ?]
I need some time.
[is what she manages, quiet and uncertain, letting go of his hand.]
Ifβ you'll give it to me.