[Koharu clings to the sink, trying to force her breathing back to normal. The tone of his voice makes her want to cry--the whole situation makes her want to cry. Running water to wash her sick away, rinsing her mouth--none of it really makes it better.]
...I'm sorry. [ She looks small now, curled in against herself. More like the teenager she is than the mature wife Mayfield made her into.]
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...I'm sorry. [ She looks small now, curled in against herself. More like the teenager she is than the mature wife Mayfield made her into.]