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October 24 - October 25, 2023
For a second the agony was so deep and so brutal, she clutched her heart, half expecting to find a jagged hole. But there was no wound. Her heart was still there; she could feel it beating. Yet for a devastating moment, Evangeline imagined that it shouldn’t have been, that her heart was supposed to be as broken as she felt.
She didn’t know if he was trying not to frighten her away, or if he was maybe frightened. He seemed uncharacteristically nervous as he reached toward her cheek. He slowly took an errant pink strand of hair between his fingers and tucked it behind her ear. He was so careful, his fingers didn’t even brush her skin, but he looked as if he wanted to.
If he stayed on the balcony any longer, if he kept watching, he’d kill Apollo, or at least make it impossible for him to touch Evangeline ever again.
If Jacks stayed, if he stormed in the room and used his powers to make Apollo watch as Jacks told Evangeline that she wasn’t nothing to him. That she was everything. That he’d turned back time to keep her alive, and he would make the same choice again. If Jacks made her remember that he was the one she should have wanted to kiss.
But Jacks wasn’t feeling much these days unless the feelings involved Evangeline,
He wore a devil-may-care grin and tossed an apple in one hand, looking nothing like a murderer—and everything like what Evangeline secretly wanted.
“I didn’t murder anyone last night.” “You killed someone in front of me!” “That wasn’t murder. He was trying to kill you.”
Ye Olde Brick Inn at the End of the Forest: for Wayward Travelers and Adventurers. Beneath this sign was another swaying sign that contained the word: Vacancy. And then hooked beneath that was an even smaller sign that read: One Bed.
He stood very still as her fingers reached for the bottom button and carefully slid it through the hole. For a second, there was no rain, there was no breathing. There was just the two of them.
and she’d finally admitted to herself that she was hopelessly in love with him.
She’d been in love with him for quite some time.
But Evangeline had also never told him she’d loved him. He’d been scared, but she had been, too. She had said that she wished their story could have had a different ending, but she should have told him how she loved him. Love was the world’s most powerful magic.
And she had to tell him that she loved him. When she looked at Jacks’s actions, most of them seemed to say he loved her, too.

