A sourness seeped in: the unfortunate mixture of guilt and sympathy, slyly finding its way to her heart. It wasn't a challenge to drum up emotions on Jack's behalf. Not now. Not any longer. There he was, lodged in some obscure corner of her heart. A corner she'd never admit to possessing. It didn't matter that she'd heard some pieces before now, his tragedies stung her.
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A sourness seeped in: the unfortunate mixture of guilt and sympathy, slyly finding its way to her heart. It wasn't a challenge to drum up emotions on Jack's behalf. Not now. Not any longer. There he was, lodged in some obscure corner of her heart. A corner she'd never admit to possessing. It didn't matter that she'd heard some pieces before now, his tragedies stung her.
"...You still miss her?"
A stupid question. She knew so.