She asked without turning, her eyes fixed on Caroline's face, taking in each and every detail, as though memorizing her meant something to her as well, feeling something swell within her chest as she looked on. The memory wasn't hers, and yet it felt personal, felt as though it were.
Her lips pressed together into a careful line as she looked to him, a glance cast over her shoulder before she turned. "I was looking in on my brother when I felt something that didn't quite belong to me. It was out of place. Wistful when there should have been joy, peace. Both things rare enough that their being interrupted was difficult to ignore."
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She asked without turning, her eyes fixed on Caroline's face, taking in each and every detail, as though memorizing her meant something to her as well, feeling something swell within her chest as she looked on. The memory wasn't hers, and yet it felt personal, felt as though it were.
Her lips pressed together into a careful line as she looked to him, a glance cast over her shoulder before she turned. "I was looking in on my brother when I felt something that didn't quite belong to me. It was out of place. Wistful when there should have been joy, peace. Both things rare enough that their being interrupted was difficult to ignore."