The Stage is Set

It's not that, I just don't... Kaczor sighed gently, looking down at the hand in her own. I am trying hard to meet you on this, I know you view this as an arranged marriage, but it doesn't have to be all there is to us, Ella.

She wished she could figure out the way to put in that wouldn't send her wife spiraling again, wouldn't make her think that Kaczor didn't see her as she was. So for now, she supposed this would be what she'd have to endure till they found one another again. This is what you want, this isn't just to.. make me happy right? That's all I'm asking, I suppose. I .. I'll start looking for a house.

She sat back on the couch and took one hand up, to drag down her face gently, the weight of the past few weeks settling in hard. We'll.. keep here if only as this is where most of my clients come. I'll turn it back into just my office and a spare bed if I have a later night case.