She takes a drag from her cigarette, closing her eyes for a second before she pinches the bridge of her nose. "Before I got pregnant," she finally opens her eyes, and there's something odd in her eyes. Regret, maybe; no, definitely. "I only know pieces of what happens to us. I didn't know about Opie, Jax. I'm sorry."
She hates the fact that her lower lip wobbles, that she has to look away as her eyes well up. She's supposed to be stronger than that; the shit she's been through here and in her life is more than enough to reinforce the steel in her spine, but it's still a new, raw wound. She'd known Opie for half her life, and Jax... the thought of Jax without Opie... no wonder he'd lost everything.
"You?" That's after a few moments, as she tries to pull herself together. She's asking him when he's from, even though it's obvious he's later than her.
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Date: 2016-09-10 04:38 pm (UTC)She hates the fact that her lower lip wobbles, that she has to look away as her eyes well up. She's supposed to be stronger than that; the shit she's been through here and in her life is more than enough to reinforce the steel in her spine, but it's still a new, raw wound. She'd known Opie for half her life, and Jax... the thought of Jax without Opie... no wonder he'd lost everything.
"You?" That's after a few moments, as she tries to pull herself together. She's asking him when he's from, even though it's obvious he's later than her.