paper cut stings from our paper thin plans

As long as you say you are mine

Soh brushed an errant curl from Flora's forehead. "You know," she said, utterly convinced of her previous statement, but also understanding all too well the familiar ache in Flora's eyes. "Sometimes the sun gets obscured by the clouds. It doesn't mean it isn't still there, somewhere, even if it needs a minute to recover." But this was just one of those conversations: either Flora was ready to listen, or she wasn't, and in this particular moment? She was still too battered and bruised to see the fragile flame that Soh knew was still clinging to life somewhere deep within her.

Everything that Flora said after that was just one more nail in the coffin. Gods, but Soh could strangle Kai. For all that he'd stood up to Safrin herself for Flora's sake, he'd sure managed to make a nice mess of everything. I hope things fall apart with Caly, Soh thought angrily, and was immediately ashamed of herself. Karma, after all, was a bitch, and she was skirting a dangerous line with her blasphemous thoughts. "I won't see him again," she said after a moment's pause. "Not on purpose, anyway." Nor would she go out of her way to help him again. Not anymore, Koa's cousin or no.

Sighing softly, Soh looped a careful arm around Flora's shoulders. "There's someone out there for you," she murmured. "I just know it. I know it sucks right now, and I'm so sorry, Flora. If I could take all this away for you, I would."

We'll see the other side together

Sohalia