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In Solaria blue means royal. And to me, blue means you.
Darius was looking down at me, his eyes wild with panic as he brushed my hair away from my face. He was saying something, and it took me a moment to push aside the echoing in my ears so that I could listen to him. “-would fucking break me. So don’t you dare give in to them. I’ll follow you into the shadows if I have to and drag you away from them kicking and screaming. Because they can’t have you. They fucking can’t.”
“I’ve been watching you,” he said slowly. My heart beat a little faster at that confession and I tilted my head at him, my hair spilling over my shoulder and drawing goosebumps along my skin in the process. Darius observed the movement like he was starving for it, like anything and everything I did now was fascinating to him. “Why?” I asked slowly, needing his answer like I needed to draw breath. “Because that’s what I do,” he said slowly. “I watch you and hunger for you and ache for you. It torments me like I torment you.”