I can't control their fear, only my own.
He might have thought the playful wink sincere if not for the earlier tears or the strain pulling at her face. It wasn't any different than what he was trying to do, push aside the dread and heartbreak with humor; but it felt different when she did it. Zavien couldn't say why, yet it ate away at him with each passing moment.
Uncertain what else to do, he tried to feed the hope, smiling softly. "I believe in you." Because if nothing else, he could trust in her determination to help and make a difference. Even nature had to give in eventually. It was one of the reasons he'd fallen in love with her. "It's a date then." And with that decided, he turned back to the sunrise with a sip of his steaming mug. It tasted too bitter now, and he wondered if he should have added something to it - or if the taste wasn't the coffee's fault.
Zavien lapsed into silence as the sun continued to creep up the horizon. Like before, the silence felt potent with dread and unspoken words. His fingers fidgeted with the handle of the mud. The stillness of his body and mind were fleeing quickly, his heart beginning to race against his tightening chest. Finally, he couldn't take it any longer. "Lena... do you think I'm making a mistake?" Maybe he was looking for validation, or maybe he just wanted to know her true opinion, but either way, he needed to know, otherwise he would just keep wondering.
Uncertain what else to do, he tried to feed the hope, smiling softly. "I believe in you." Because if nothing else, he could trust in her determination to help and make a difference. Even nature had to give in eventually. It was one of the reasons he'd fallen in love with her. "It's a date then." And with that decided, he turned back to the sunrise with a sip of his steaming mug. It tasted too bitter now, and he wondered if he should have added something to it - or if the taste wasn't the coffee's fault.
Zavien lapsed into silence as the sun continued to creep up the horizon. Like before, the silence felt potent with dread and unspoken words. His fingers fidgeted with the handle of the mud. The stillness of his body and mind were fleeing quickly, his heart beginning to race against his tightening chest. Finally, he couldn't take it any longer. "Lena... do you think I'm making a mistake?" Maybe he was looking for validation, or maybe he just wanted to know her true opinion, but either way, he needed to know, otherwise he would just keep wondering.
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