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“Why do you pause?” Juliette mimicked bitterly. Softly, she set him down, brushing his mussed hair out of his face. “Because even if you hate me, Roma Montagov, I still love you.”
“These violent delights have violent ends,” Juliette whispered to herself. She tilted her head up to the clouds, to the light sea breeze blowing in from the Bund and stinging her nose with salt. “You have always known this.”
“I don’t.” He was trembling with his fury. “I hate you.” And when Juliette didn’t recoil, Roma kissed her.
AKSJDJSKSKS
He wanted to scream at Juliette until his lungs grew hoarse. Only he knew that if he screamed I hate you, what he really meant was I love you. I still love you so much that I hate you for it.
“This isn’t Shanghai, qīn’ài de. They will kill you with their kindness, not their blades.” “Speak less, dorogaya.”
THEY ARE SO PERFECT
His touch feather-soft, Roma set his palm on the wall, pretending it was Juliette instead.
Like twin statues reaching for each other, they both fell asleep at last.
It used to be sacred—moya dorogaya, I love you, I love you whispered against her lips.
“How mighty you are,” he whispered quietly. “I am grateful that our roles are not switched, for I would have dove headfirst into the Huangpu should I be left in this world without you.”
“I’ll kill her,” Roma whispered into the quiet of the room. “On my life, I swear it.”
the highway looks oddly comforting rn
“I missed you, dorogaya,” he whispered against her ear. “I missed you so much.”
im actually ending it all.
“I would rather the two of you not burn the world down each time you choose each other.”
