Stacia finger-combs Kenzie's hair, shuffling the short strands under and between her fingers. Soothing, petting.
"I know you don't want to feel it," she says. "But grief is a wound, not a-- grief is a wound. What happens when you don't treat a wound? When it isn't allowed to heal cleanly?"
Re: cw: heavy suicidal ideation
"I know you don't want to feel it," she says. "But grief is a wound, not a-- grief is a wound. What happens when you don't treat a wound? When it isn't allowed to heal cleanly?"