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Helvetica;"Elsa was pacing. "I'm sorry-" "Just don't, Jack." "Elsa, please! You were young! I couldn't tell you. I thought... I was afraid." "Anything else you want to tell me?" "You... Are immortal." "I'm what?!" "You live forever." Elsa's room began to freeze from her angry and nervousness. She held her temple and whispered to herself "Conceal,
don't feel. Conceal, don't let it show." "No Elsa! Let it go!" "Do not tell me what to do! I am queen." "Elsa...
please." She sighed and looked him in the eyes. it made his knees wobble slightly. The little girl that he practically created was standing in front of him, fully formed and voluptuous. He had a crush on her since he revisited her coronation. That was the first time he'd seen her since her accident when she was very young. He was head over heels for her at the moment he walked in, invisible to her.
He thought of how gently he could hold her, rake his hands thru her hair and comfort her at times when she was stressed like this. As much as she had grown, he was still taller by 4 or 5 inches.
"Elsa..." He whispered. She didn't let him finish. She just hugged him tight, crying a little. "Jack, I wish you were here the entire time! I wish you were here to hold me like now!" /p