Moving on/Hands?

"I'm coming with you of course" he smiled before kissing her on the cheek. With her hand in his he followed her back to the bench we she had left her bag. "So how many class do you have left tonight?".


He sighed a little "I don't know how we're going to manage that...". He really had no idea, though he knew he couldn't live without her again.

To avoid the subject, and because he worried, he changed the subject. "May I see your hands?" He looked at her with concern. Maybe he could do something to ease the pain, she shouldn't have to suffer just to make some clothes for him.

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