to heal a wound, you need to stop touching it
She listens, giving his hand a gentle squeeze in return and reaching out to touch a hand to his cheek, as if to soothe away some of the tension in his jaw and stop him from cracking a tooth (likely, one of these days). "Well," she says gently, "that sounds like a bit of a fucking mess, doesn't it?" It's the only way to describe it, she thinks. "Didn't you say that he's a demigod for the Voice now? Surely spying goes both ways now."
Letting out a long sigh, eventually Vai shrugs her shoulders. "I think you ought to leave the gods out of your relationship for a while. Focus on yourselves rather than everything going on around you. It won't always work, and it won't always be easy, but... don't let them get involved in your marriage, Sunny. Not from now on, anyway."
Letting out a long sigh, eventually Vai shrugs her shoulders. "I think you ought to leave the gods out of your relationship for a while. Focus on yourselves rather than everything going on around you. It won't always work, and it won't always be easy, but... don't let them get involved in your marriage, Sunny. Not from now on, anyway."
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