Liam
I just want one more chance
Liam watched the stone flaking off of Maea’s hands with a profound sense of relief. He hated that he’d been the reason for her suffering; if she’d frozen into stone, and he’d been the reason for it? There wasn’t enough liquor in the world to drown that kind of guilt.
He reached up to run a hand through his hair, rubbing the back of his neck. Now that he knew Maea was alright, he had time to become self-conscious. Glancing at her blood-streaked face, he swallowed back yet another apology. She truly didn’t seem to mind his weakness, and continuing to bring it up would only end poorly, he was sure.
When she apologized, he cracked a smile, gazing at her fondly. ”No, don’t apologize,” he requested. ”It worked. I… I don’t do this often. It’s just…” He blew out a breath, looked up at the sky, reached to rub the back of his neck again. ”Last night was a bad night,” he said finally. Understatement of the year.
He reached up to run a hand through his hair, rubbing the back of his neck. Now that he knew Maea was alright, he had time to become self-conscious. Glancing at her blood-streaked face, he swallowed back yet another apology. She truly didn’t seem to mind his weakness, and continuing to bring it up would only end poorly, he was sure.
When she apologized, he cracked a smile, gazing at her fondly. ”No, don’t apologize,” he requested. ”It worked. I… I don’t do this often. It’s just…” He blew out a breath, looked up at the sky, reached to rub the back of his neck again. ”Last night was a bad night,” he said finally. Understatement of the year.
To put my arms in fragile hands
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