Even the smallest physical touch is reassuring. Not only she worries about painful dreams, but there's still the thought about slipping back into the nothingness from last month. The gold shine from the wedding band catches her eye.
"...Was it a beautiful wedding?" She asks, after a moment. The question might sound out of the blue, a sudden change of subject from the nightmare she had.
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"...Was it a beautiful wedding?" She asks, after a moment. The question might sound out of the blue, a sudden change of subject from the nightmare she had.