Beat puts his face in his hands and just tries to let that sink in. Months of worrying, fretting, wanting to beat Joshua into a pulp until he relented and gave Rhyme everything back. Months of guilt and hating himself because of what he did to her.
She'd be okay.
She'd be right again.
He presses the heels of his hands against his eyes, forcing back any display of emotion he can, the knit of his hat rubbing against his eyelids.
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She gets it back.
She's going to be okay.
Beat puts his face in his hands and just tries to let that sink in. Months of worrying, fretting, wanting to beat Joshua into a pulp until he relented and gave Rhyme everything back. Months of guilt and hating himself because of what he did to her.
She'd be okay.
She'd be right again.
He presses the heels of his hands against his eyes, forcing back any display of emotion he can, the knit of his hat rubbing against his eyelids.
God. She was going to be okay.]
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