"If only I had lost little," She replies with a sad smile. "Nobody else seems to know what to do with their grief, either, so at least I'm not alone."
That's a good question, one that keeps her quiet for a minute. She fills up the time with a long swallow of brandy and careful placement of her glass back on the table while she thinks. "If one of his model really wanted to deceive me -- I don't know. But I... I've passed a few of them, and when they look at me, it's like they don't even see me. There would be some recognition in his eyes." She hopes. It's a horrible feeling that he would just look right through her, like all the others.
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Date: 2012-03-09 01:31 am (UTC)That's a good question, one that keeps her quiet for a minute. She fills up the time with a long swallow of brandy and careful placement of her glass back on the table while she thinks. "If one of his model really wanted to deceive me -- I don't know. But I... I've passed a few of them, and when they look at me, it's like they don't even see me. There would be some recognition in his eyes." She hopes. It's a horrible feeling that he would just look right through her, like all the others.