They’re so wildly chaotic. It’s no wonder they’re in love with each other. It’s a miracle they haven’t gotten each other killed. But the dynamic between them has shifted, just a little. Somewhere along the line, they each forged a connection with me, and I didn’t expect it. It’s a thin and fragile bond, as frail as gossamer thread, but it’s there. It’s not trust, not yet, but there’s a glimmer of it.
