Sarah only pulls back when Jeremy does, and she is able to catch a glimpse of that smile in time.
Her own smile grows warm, however aching, and her hand gingerly touches the side of his face once he's released that harsh breath. "That just means you can build new bridges," Sarah reminds him softly. It's important to her that he know it, that he be reminded of it. He is not alone. "Jeremy, you don't have to be a prisoner of your past. Neither of us do. We've been through way too much to ever be the people we were. You don't have to prove yourself to anyone, but if you feel you need to? Remember the man you are now."
Not the boy he once was.
He might've stumbled and reverted to those patterns for a little bit, but their growth came at such painful and beautiful costs that Sarah can't believe it was all for nothing. She has faith he'll find his way, that he'll get the tattoo under control, even if it's hard. When has it ever been easy?
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Her own smile grows warm, however aching, and her hand gingerly touches the side of his face once he's released that harsh breath. "That just means you can build new bridges," Sarah reminds him softly. It's important to her that he know it, that he be reminded of it. He is not alone. "Jeremy, you don't have to be a prisoner of your past. Neither of us do. We've been through way too much to ever be the people we were. You don't have to prove yourself to anyone, but if you feel you need to? Remember the man you are now."
Not the boy he once was.
He might've stumbled and reverted to those patterns for a little bit, but their growth came at such painful and beautiful costs that Sarah can't believe it was all for nothing. She has faith he'll find his way, that he'll get the tattoo under control, even if it's hard. When has it ever been easy?