[Each time he squeezes her hand, she squeezes back lightly... but she doesn't do much else. She just waits while he works, her gaze lingering on the ground.
So it comes as a surprise when he pulls her into an embrace. Her breath catches, and she buries her face in the crook of his neck again, trying to keep herself from crying. She doesn't want to cry anymore. She has to be strong - stronger than this, at least.]
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So it comes as a surprise when he pulls her into an embrace. Her breath catches, and she buries her face in the crook of his neck again, trying to keep herself from crying. She doesn't want to cry anymore. She has to be strong - stronger than this, at least.]