"You could be dead." She pointed out. "That would be worse..." She thought for a moment "You aren't helping your view of yourself by talking down to yourself... I love you, and you are wonderful..." She looked in his eyes. "You are wonderful." She repeated.
"Morgan..." She winced as she said his name, it tasted vile in her mouth. "He said that I would be left, hurt and abandoned... that I would never find love... that... that..." She couldn't continue, her voice was to clogged with emotion.
Iris set the phone down. It had been a long day. She types some things into her computer, then goes home for the night.
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*can't summon Wit*
A single tear fell from her eye, landing on his cheek, but she brushed it away, clamping her eyes closed, and deepening the kiss slightly, already breathless, but wanting more of... of... him.