was coming to realise I'd never be done with Roary Night. His name had been tattooed onto my heart the night I'd lost him all those years ago and even if he never loved me the way I did him, I would never be able to erase the mark he'd placed on my soul. And in moments like this, I didn’t even want to. I could take a thousand heart-breaking rejections in payment for him spending five minutes looking at me the way he was now. Like I was everything he'd ever hungered for in this world and he'd rip a star from the sky for me if I asked for it.
