[The way he's sitting tugs at her heart, making her feel guilty for saying anything at all. Sighing, she goes over to sit on the edge of his bed next to him. She leans over, resting her head against his shoulder.]
I want to be with you, Frank. Whatever that means in a place like this, I'm not sure. But I want you there.
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I want to be with you, Frank. Whatever that means in a place like this, I'm not sure. But I want you there.