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          _{“   THAT’S GOOD.    that’s really good.   ”    fingers curl around the top of the foot board,   plastic strong despite his firm grip.    he finds it difficult to meet her gaze  ;   even moreso to look away from machines.    lips press into a thin line.    “   yeah,   no i’m fine.    totally fine actually.   ”    mouth opens and closes twice before he forces the words out.    “   look,   caroline  —–  i’m sorry.    you wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for me.   ”}

DESPITE THE TRUTH OF HIS WORDS,   ^{she has never stopped to blame him.   accidents happen.   it isn’t his fault.   what’s important is that they’re both here,  alive.   it could have been worse.   the way she sees it  :  if she isn’t dwelling on it,  neither should he.   ❝   well,  i know how you can make it up to me.   ❞}