[ She could break the silence with a laugh or a wave of her hand to dismiss the tension in the air, but why would she when the look on his face is something she wishes she can keep and carry with her? But enough of this torment.
Taking her hand back, still with a smile on her face, she takes her eyes off of him to busy herself with the horse. It would give him room to breathe. ]
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Taking her hand back, still with a smile on her face, she takes her eyes off of him to busy herself with the horse. It would give him room to breathe. ]
Bonds that even I can't severe.