[When he wraps his arms around her, the floodgates break. She sobs; it's all she can do to sob instead of simply imploding, her eyes squeezed shut, her chest aching from how she's hyperventilating. It's loud, she's so loud, and part of her wants to be quieter, smaller, more subtle, but she can't. She can't be any more together than this right now, any less vulnerable.]
[Digging her fingers into Scott's shoulders, she buries her face in his neck and wails.]
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[Digging her fingers into Scott's shoulders, she buries her face in his neck and wails.]
I'm sorry! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.