[ She steps back from him, tears welling up in her eyes but never quite rolling down her cheeks. Margo shakes her head. Eliot never should have gone through all of that without her by his side. ]
I’m sorry, El. I really am.
[ Margo takes his hands in hers and holds onto them. ]
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I’m sorry, El. I really am.
[ Margo takes his hands in hers and holds onto them. ]
Are you okay?