[The words "I'm home" instinctively want to leave her lips, but she doesn't say them.
She falls to her knees, feeling dazed. It was becoming harder to focus. Thoughts and memories (phantoms of fear, pain, and confusion) flood her mind, and she fights for a moment to compose herself.
Again she says his name, though it's not asked in a question this time. She says it softly and tentatively, as if she has to recognize his existence (his identity), verify that they are two separate people.
She knows it's true, but the thought seems almost distant right now.]
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She falls to her knees, feeling dazed. It was becoming harder to focus. Thoughts and memories (phantoms of fear, pain, and confusion) flood her mind, and she fights for a moment to compose herself.
Again she says his name, though it's not asked in a question this time. She says it softly and tentatively, as if she has to recognize his existence (his identity), verify that they are two separate people.
She knows it's true, but the thought seems almost distant right now.]
Johan.