startled , does the newfound matriarch jump — nervous laughter exerting brims as palm meets own chest .
“ 𝑺ophie .”
Laura acknowledges , once stressed visage melting into something more calm and maternal .
“ is everything alright ?”
she glances over , lips pursing into wry grin .
Rosemary has been on her mind lately — and yet she can’t find the way to tread over the tense gap between them .
“ Jack .”
Laura finally acknowledges ,
“ how are you holding up ?”
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spectating from a distance… worried gaze melting into the other’s direction, distance reserved out of courtesy. he could lend an ear——if she needs it.
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