Date: 2008-01-27 11:33 pm (UTC)
Her face pales in shock, and her eyes widen at his words.

The thin slice on one cheek is vividly scarlet in contrast to her pallor.

Of course, in the next instant, it isn't there at all.


"How can you say such horrible things? It's me, Gabriel, it's your mother--"

She takes a ragged breath, and her voice is trembling when she tells him,

"It's only that you've been so sick, that's all it is."
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