i could be the reason you can't sleep at night
It might have felt like to Jack like he'd died alone, the truth was he hadn't; but Flora had. Memories of feeling the captain's body growing cold far faster than she'd ever have believed possible mingled with the cold terror of oh gods, he's going to kill me too, had the queen stiffening against another round of convulsions.
A sudden, loud bang echoes through the cabin as someone begins pounding on the door. Flora flinches, her head jerking up slightly but she ignores it, her fingers still tangled in Jack's shirt, her body trembling against his. The raps grow more insistent, sharp enough to break through her haze of grief, and she swallows back a fresh sob, her tears quieting as the knocking stops. Her breaths come in shaky gulps, her heart pounding in her ears as she listens, every muscle in her body tense.
Silence follows, and then the unmistakable sound of something being hung on the doorknob—a soft clink of metal, the faint rustle of fabric. Flora blinks, her tears still wet on her cheeks, the interruption cutting through the thick fog of her emotions. "Expecting someone?"
A sudden, loud bang echoes through the cabin as someone begins pounding on the door. Flora flinches, her head jerking up slightly but she ignores it, her fingers still tangled in Jack's shirt, her body trembling against his. The raps grow more insistent, sharp enough to break through her haze of grief, and she swallows back a fresh sob, her tears quieting as the knocking stops. Her breaths come in shaky gulps, her heart pounding in her ears as she listens, every muscle in her body tense.
Silence follows, and then the unmistakable sound of something being hung on the doorknob—a soft clink of metal, the faint rustle of fabric. Flora blinks, her tears still wet on her cheeks, the interruption cutting through the thick fog of her emotions. "Expecting someone?"
