separate ways

She blinked, true shock alighting her features at his abrupt admission as it wasn't often they were in situations like this. At least not in a very long time, even though she'd never truly change in all of the years they were together. She'd always had a willful spirit. Her eyes widened when he pulled her into another hug and soothed her with words. First he would have to knock down that embankment and then it was then just a matter of perseverance. What about all those lessons on humility? she said after a long silence between them. She even felt like laughing, a whisper tugging at the corners of her mouth. She nodded to his offer to talk more in-depth, honestly. She would talk, but he would also have to face her often obstinate will. Yes. she followed along side of him to where he would lead them. but please admit to me it's never so easy as that. tell me that much she was clamming almost as frantically and he was prodding and digging.  she nuzzled against him, feeling small capable of being contained, protected. How did she tell her father that she had no idea who she was anymore without stabbing him clear through heart?