Her jaw tightened and she got to her feet as fast as she could, both because she wanted to stop him but mostly because she was afraid he was going to-- fear just shot through her again and overwrote the annoyance over being so weak compared to him. This wasn't about her.
"Oliver, please," she said, her voice breaking as she reached for his hand.
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Date: 2011-02-11 03:34 am (UTC)"Oliver, please," she said, her voice breaking as she reached for his hand.