“Hey.” I tuck a knuckle underneath her chin and tip it upward, meeting the defeated look in her eyes. “What’s wrong? Talk to me.” “It’s nothing, just a bunch of bullshit that I promise you don’t want to hear about. I’ll probably talk your ear off about it.” “Snowy white and electric sapphire.” “What?” “When you talk, those are the colours I see in the shape of an aurora borealis. I wish you could see it, because it’s breathtaking.”
