[Her eyes widen as she looks down at his touch, her lips parting as a soft gasp escapes from her lips.]
Thomas. [She breathes out desperately] No.
[Something in Justine breaks. He loves her but it means they can never touch. She tugs at the lose threads in her memory, trying to figure out if there is a way. Anything that might make her able to touch him again.]
If I had sex with someone else? [Her voice doesn't raise above a whisper. She can feel her own darkness in the back of her mind clawing and pleading for Thomas. She needs him.]
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Thomas. [She breathes out desperately] No.
[Something in Justine breaks. He loves her but it means they can never touch. She tugs at the lose threads in her memory, trying to figure out if there is a way. Anything that might make her able to touch him again.]
If I had sex with someone else? [Her voice doesn't raise above a whisper. She can feel her own darkness in the back of her mind clawing and pleading for Thomas. She needs him.]