Jeremy looks up at her in time to see the tears in her eyes, and his chest rupture again with it painfully, powerfully. He slides a hand over his face to wipe the tears away again before he swallows thickly, nearly choking on the emotion lodged there in the middle of his throat.
He shakes his head, closing his eyes as the tears burn behind them, as his chest burns like something has set it on fire and he's burning. And he loves her, and this is not what he ever wanted.
"I can't help it. This is not what I wanted. I am always going to be sorry that I hurt you, that I did this to us, and I know it wasn't just that decision but-- but it was everything and how I've been angry and how I haven't--" Jeremy says, and he shakes his head because he hasn't been able to be there for her like he wants to because he knows she needs space right now, and he has been very angry at the universes. They had these dreams and these plans, and they made them together. The Rifts broke that universe apart. "You will. You'll fight, Sarah. No one fights harder than you, and you deserve so much more than those stupid statistics say. I always believed that. I always will."
He slides his hand over his face, and his expression crumples as he lowers his head. "I know. I never-- I never thought we would either." His eyes burn, and he slides his hand over his face. His hand which is shaking. "I love you so much, Sarah. And I want you to have what you need."
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He shakes his head, closing his eyes as the tears burn behind them, as his chest burns like something has set it on fire and he's burning. And he loves her, and this is not what he ever wanted.
"I can't help it. This is not what I wanted. I am always going to be sorry that I hurt you, that I did this to us, and I know it wasn't just that decision but-- but it was everything and how I've been angry and how I haven't--" Jeremy says, and he shakes his head because he hasn't been able to be there for her like he wants to because he knows she needs space right now, and he has been very angry at the universes. They had these dreams and these plans, and they made them together. The Rifts broke that universe apart. "You will. You'll fight, Sarah. No one fights harder than you, and you deserve so much more than those stupid statistics say. I always believed that. I always will."
He slides his hand over his face, and his expression crumples as he lowers his head. "I know. I never-- I never thought we would either." His eyes burn, and he slides his hand over his face. His hand which is shaking. "I love you so much, Sarah. And I want you to have what you need."