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[unpavemypaths]

[She steps back immediately when he moves closer, even though she stumbles a little when she does it, arms crossed tight across her chest.]

You do whatever you want, I think it's clear I can't really stop you. [It's a low blow, and she'd feel worse about it if she wasn't still reeling, trying to make sense of everything.]

[rightinfront]

[He winces, more from her stepping away from him than from her words. He understands she’s upset, frustrated, and he doesn’t blame her for it, but the idea that he makes her frightened, or that she’s so repulsed by him that she doesn’t want him to touch her, is a hard one to swallow. He just nods, taking out his phone to call her an Uber, it’s kind of giving in to what she said, but it’ll also help him feel better if he knows she got home safe, he doubts she’ll text him back if he tries to reach out.

It’s an awkward wait for the car, but thankfully not a long one. He kind of gestures that it’s there but doesn’t try to walk her out, just offering another,] I’m sorry Imogene, I never wanted to hurt you.

[unpavemypaths]

[The wait does nothing to calm her anger, just standing there with him feels like it's making her blood boil. She wants to yell, she wants to cry. Mostly she just wants to get far, far away from him.

She barely looks at him until the apology. When she does, it's clear how hard it is to believe that, her face an open book, angry and pained.] Then you should've been honest a long time ago.

[She won't give him a chance to say anything else before she walks out. She's trying her best to hold it together until she gets home, and she's pretty sure talking to him any longer is going to make that impossible.]