Jack jumps at the voice behind him. There’s a split second before he realizes who it is, a split second of thinking no it can’t be, I have to be wrong before he turns and sees--
“Audrey,” he says, softly, a deep ache blooming in his chest.
This is the Audrey he’d hoped to see, when he got back from China, and he can’t forget that it’s not the Audrey he found.
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Date: 2010-11-08 04:45 pm (UTC)“Audrey,” he says, softly, a deep ache blooming in his chest.
This is the Audrey he’d hoped to see, when he got back from China, and he can’t forget that it’s not the Audrey he found.