Glisselda rose on her toes and kissed me on the mouth. And then I understood why she’d been the first to flee the breakfast table; why she cared more about whether I loved Lucian than whether Lucian loved me; why she’d always been so happy to hear from me, whatever else was happening. I understood something about myself as well, even if I didn’t have the will to examine it just then.
GAY HOL SHIT THIS IS A WIN TOR THE GAYS WTFFF
