[ she has to wonder at that, really. perhaps it's what she should do. wouldn't it just be easier for everyone involved if she did? if she could just... let it go, be done with it.

eventually, slowly, she finds herself shaking her head. ]

...it seems almost wrong, to do that. [ it's a quiet musing though. a small confession. ]

I don't know if I could bear to treat it like it doesn't matter that much to me.