Isla
Hissing out a laugh that almost wants to scold him, Isla shakes her head and forces herself to take a long sip of wine so her throat doesn't close up. "Can you not say it like it's an exit interview for a job?" she says with a smile that's trying desperately to hang on. "You're still my closest friend. I just... I think it's time for me to figure out my quest, you know?"
He won't lose sleep if she goes. Not like he'd lose it if it were Nate, or Hotaru. And it's not as though catching feelings is ever planned, but staying opens the door for resentment and hurt, for not feeling good enough, and Isla has had enough of that for a lifetime already. "I don't know," she admits. "I think maybe I will travel for a while. I'll send letters here, if that's okay?"
He won't lose sleep if she goes. Not like he'd lose it if it were Nate, or Hotaru. And it's not as though catching feelings is ever planned, but staying opens the door for resentment and hurt, for not feeling good enough, and Isla has had enough of that for a lifetime already. "I don't know," she admits. "I think maybe I will travel for a while. I'll send letters here, if that's okay?"
sooner or later, we all have to wake
and try forgetting everything
and try forgetting everything
