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Silver hair spills from her head, pouring down her back.
The warmth coats my chest
And my hunger is currently drowning out all rationality.
“I’m sure it’s delicious and very much worth the money I don’t have!”
He’s breathtaking in the way I would imagine a stab wound to be, so handsome it’s piercing. Like a blade, everything about him is sharp and cold.
“Speaking of, why the hell didn’t you just phase into a building and lose the Imperial?” With a sudden urge to defend myself, I lift my chin. “Well, I… I never know what’s waiting on the other side.”
There is not a single cynical thought to deny the fact that she may be the most beautiful woman I’ve ever had the pleasure of laying eyes on. She’s intimidatingly peaceful—a contradiction in itself. And I almost want to despise her for it. Because I fear there is a chance that I may begin to enjoy her.
“Homes tend to hurt you the most.”
She smells of honey, of happiness incarnate. And it’s entirely too distracting.
It transforms his face, paints his features in warmth. His icy expression melts, revealing soft features and a stunning smile.
This is the face of a boy who hasn’t yet been hardened by life itself.
She is an intoxicating sort of exhausting, like running until you’ve lost your breath but enjoying the feeling all the while. And I feel as though I’ve been sprinting for days.
“You did the right thing. Run to me. Always run to me.”
I seem to be numb to everything but the feel of him.
I’ll never be able to have her, never be able to bottle her brightness, stow away her smiles.
I had never known happiness before her. But if there is to be an after in which she doesn’t exist, I know I never will again.
“But you… you’re the embodiment of everything I am not. And yet, here I am, crawling back to you as though I’ve left a piece of myself behind.”
“I regret not buying that blue shirt from you, if only so I had your attention long enough to convince you that red suits you better. I regret not telling you how much I like it when you blow those bangs out of your eyes, or the way you clap after finishing a row of stitches. I regret smothering every smile you made me want to give you. And I regret not telling you the truth. But most of all, not saying goodbye.”
“You’re here.” Her voice is muffled. “Only because you are.”
Falling is not what I do. No, I trip into love, unable to slow down long enough to question these feelings or the person I’ve dumped them on.
He gives me that sarcastic smile, though his eyes are still clouded with the sorrow of losing Hera.
“I would have waited another nineteen years if it meant you were the first good memory I was gifted.”
“You make even the stars envious,” I repeat softly, leaning toward her. “Because one day—far from now—you will be up there beside them, outshining every single one.”
“You are the sweetest thing I have never tasted.” Another brush of his knuckles. “And I doubt I’ve craved anything more.”
I would give him every piece of me if he only asked politely.
shaky. “I don’t fall for someone. I trip uncontrollably toward them before inevitably hitting the ground.” He smiles softly, the action delicate atop his stern features. His eyes wander over my face while his fingers tuck unruly hair behind my ear. “Well, I would catch you, Dena, but it seems we’re going down together.”
Because it’s Kai who is destined for Paedyn, no matter how tragic their story.
Her sewing fingers. They have broken her sewing fingers.
For the girl who shines so bright that the sun pales in comparison. For the girl who I was helplessly tripping into. For the girl who deserved a happy ending. “Just count the stars, Dena.”
“See you in the sky.”
In the end, it was all light and dark, loud and soft. I knew nothing but the memory of those I loved. One, a friend. The other, unfinished. And that alone is what I took with me into the next life. But I watched, warm and bright and high above. Just as he promised.
