your poker face ain't fooling nobody

*Samara* · Updated 04/30/23:

Her chorus of apologies and sobbing grew softer the long it went on, but didn't staunch, not until she felt Rhyme pull her closer and gently plead her for salvation. Samara stopped speaking, though her tears didn't stop. Instead, she pulled her face from his chest fur, sniffing pitifully. Rhyme begged her not to go and she felt her heart break even further. She wanted to declare right then and there she'd never leave him, but could she promise that? No, even though Samara knew in this moment she'd never want to hurt him the woman also knew she couldn't promise anything she had no real control over. Instead, she tipped her head back to lick at his neck, her voice still cracking with the tears she couldn't stop. "I'm here Rhyme." She said softly. "I swear I'll do whatever I can to save you." That at least she could promise, she'd do everything in her power to help him. But she also knew it wasn't all up to her.

"Rhyme, I'll need you to work with me. You're a healer..." She began, already dreading having to say the words on her lips but she knew she had to say it. "You know you can't save anyone who doesn't want to be saved." She felt her stomach twist in fear, what if after all this he rejected her attempts? "You have to want to be saved."

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your poker face ain't fooling nobody

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