[For just a moment she leans into his touch, eyes closing; the part of her that's still a hurt child wanting her parents to love her wants to stay there, accept his apology, and give him a hug. It would be easy to do, but it wouldn't help. Not really. It wouldn't dig to the root of whatever this is, it wouldn't stop the cycle repeating.]
No, Dad.
[The refusal is soft as she takes a half step back, eyes lowering to the ground and arms wrapped around herself.]
I don't want you to apologise, I want-- I want you to let me in.
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Date: 2024-03-18 06:41 pm (UTC)No, Dad.
[The refusal is soft as she takes a half step back, eyes lowering to the ground and arms wrapped around herself.]
I don't want you to apologise, I want-- I want you to let me in.