Five minutes. Give or take. Feels the pull of a smile that's too late to abort halfway through, even though the pain lances all the way down, the throb that aches all the way to the space behind his eyes. Not the kind of smile that comes because something's been won, or held, or laughed at, but the kind that makes Jake Seresin think: Yeah. Guess I deserve that. Sacrifice is selfish that way. Leaves the one you love whole, but only because you're not around to see what follows. Hangman, always leaving someone else out to dry.
Character flaw: he'd still do it anyway. Even before she was the one to cut him out of that chair and he'd thought—
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Five minutes. Give or take. Feels the pull of a smile that's too late to abort halfway through, even though the pain lances all the way down, the throb that aches all the way to the space behind his eyes. Not the kind of smile that comes because something's been won, or held, or laughed at, but the kind that makes Jake Seresin think: Yeah. Guess I deserve that. Sacrifice is selfish that way. Leaves the one you love whole, but only because you're not around to see what follows. Hangman, always leaving someone else out to dry.
Character flaw: he'd still do it anyway. Even before she was the one to cut him out of that chair and he'd thought—
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