wouldn't change how it ended

REMI

The staccato crunch of snow beneath Isla's feet heralds her arrival before the moonlight catches on her, making her seem strangely ethereal in how it highlites her blue eyes, pale skin, and golden hair. "Of course it was." He says with a grin, rising and stretching out his hands for her. "Who else sends you notes you have to decipher if not me?" Varus was the obvious answer, but given that they lived together, such letters probably didn't need to be delivered.

"You too." He agrees, his arms comfortably sliding around her as they had so often in the past so that he might draw her tightly against him. Leaning his cheek against the top of her head and sighing his contentment, Remi smiles to himself. He couldn't feel her warmth because of what she was, but then, he couldn't feel much of anything at all through the layers of clothing that separated them, and perhaps that was for the best.

"Thanks for coming. If ever you can't..if ever you didn't show up, I would understand." Whether for personal or political reasons, there would come a time when she was unable to appear simply because he'd scrawled some charcoal on paper and sent it her way.

honest feelings and bad timing
make the most painful combination.

Code taken from Sky who is utter perfection