[she can barely croak a word out, so utterly flummoxed by this reveal. Soap opera stars at least get their scripts in advance for such things -- that way they can gasp and react in the prettiest, most camera-friendly ways possible. same goes for the simpering, whimpering fools in fiction, as there's rarely an ugly cry to ruin the perfect reunion.
Cecelia, who used to consume that stuff as if it were required to live, who used to daydream about her own heartfelt reunions, even script a few in her day, can't possibly think of any of it. not when he's gone and defied prophecy like this!
she starts to weep, her legs giving way and sending her to the floor as she tries to stop herself, face in her hands.]
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[she can barely croak a word out, so utterly flummoxed by this reveal. Soap opera stars at least get their scripts in advance for such things -- that way they can gasp and react in the prettiest, most camera-friendly ways possible. same goes for the simpering, whimpering fools in fiction, as there's rarely an ugly cry to ruin the perfect reunion.
Cecelia, who used to consume that stuff as if it were required to live, who used to daydream about her own heartfelt reunions, even script a few in her day, can't possibly think of any of it. not when he's gone and defied prophecy like this!
she starts to weep, her legs giving way and sending her to the floor as she tries to stop herself, face in her hands.]