[ As unlikely as it is, her brief sedentary position had dulled the pain somewhat - into something terrible, but not thought-obliteratingly distracting. The moment he lifts her in earnest, however, her entire body feels like it's on fire. Her head swims, bile creeping up her throat and lurching toward a heave. It doesn't even feel like it's about her leg anymore. Pain lights up her every nerve, red-hot, cruel.
Eyes watering uncontrollably, she wishes for what he had wanted to give her some moments ago: privacy, to endure this alone, away from observing eyes. For no one else to know.
Face scrunched up miserably, she shoves the heel of her thumb into her mouth and bites down, hard. ]
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Eyes watering uncontrollably, she wishes for what he had wanted to give her some moments ago: privacy, to endure this alone, away from observing eyes. For no one else to know.
Face scrunched up miserably, she shoves the heel of her thumb into her mouth and bites down, hard. ]