Jean stops thinking, for a moment, because all that matters is containing her reaction. She was expecting some painful blunders and bombshells at some point, but not - not that.
Her hand trembles in his, for a moment, but never goes painfully tight, never pulls away.
A few deep breaths later, "I'm going to need some context."
(There's a part of her that doesn't; a part of her already screaming its fury, its frustration, its remorse.)
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Jean stops thinking, for a moment, because all that matters is containing her reaction. She was expecting some painful blunders and bombshells at some point, but not - not that.
Her hand trembles in his, for a moment, but never goes painfully tight, never pulls away.
A few deep breaths later, "I'm going to need some context."
(There's a part of her that doesn't; a part of her already screaming its fury, its frustration, its remorse.)