“I’ve been thinkin’ of love like it’s a magic spell that might find me and someone else and weave us together, if we’re lucky. Like it’s some mix of mystery and alchemy sprinkled with pixie dust that left me breathless and tongue-tied and unsure of my own name.” I chuckled and shook my head at myself. “It makes no sense, because I’ve seen Saira and Archer work through all the bits and pieces and pains of lovin’ each other, but I ‘adn’t really considered that I didn’t ‘ave to leave it to magic and chance. If I wanted it, and she wanted it, we could write our own love story.”
