[ His lack of a reaction only makes her more furious, which in turn leads to her tiring more quickly. It doesn't take too long for her to stop and just. Stand there. Wilted and shaking and sniffling into the snow. ]
You didn't even let us say goodbye.
[ It isn't a scream. It's a tiny, choked, grief-filled whimper. Way better, right? ]
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You didn't even let us say goodbye.
[ It isn't a scream. It's a tiny, choked, grief-filled whimper. Way better, right? ]