[Everything about Angela's expression and posture tightens. The words come out perhaps a bit more bitter than she means them to. It's just that, well. As desperately as she wants things to be what they were before, a part of her knows that's just not possible. This kind of pain has changed her, fundamentally, and even if they walked through the door tomorrow, things wouldn't be the same.
She'd very much like to believe they would, though. Alas, such is the curse of intellectualizing literally every emotion you have as a defense mechanism.]
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[Everything about Angela's expression and posture tightens. The words come out perhaps a bit more bitter than she means them to. It's just that, well. As desperately as she wants things to be what they were before, a part of her knows that's just not possible. This kind of pain has changed her, fundamentally, and even if they walked through the door tomorrow, things wouldn't be the same.
She'd very much like to believe they would, though. Alas, such is the curse of intellectualizing literally every emotion you have as a defense mechanism.]