Love blooms like a rose inside my chest, complete with thorns, cutting me to pieces and leaving me to bleed to death. “Je t'appartiendrai malgré tout. Toujours,” he murmurs as I drift to sleep, wrapped up in Calix's arms and feeling his breath in my hair. Regardless, I’ll still belong to you. Always. I have no choice but to spend the next three days crying at home.
