Entry Number 050603A

Rose ran a hand through her hair and looked around. She never was the best at dealing with other people's feelings (or her own for that matter) so I hoped that she would back off when I said this. Yet, I know Frost, and I know the way she breathes at this point. She deliberated for a little while until I had finally taken a seat in my chair from before, looking at me with a little guilt and care in her eyes. "Mind sharing with me what they are?"

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