Theea
maybe there's a way out of the cage where you live
“Exactly. Trouble’s practically a family tradition,” I say, rapping my knuckles lightly against the table as if to knock on wood. “Though so far—thank the gods—mine hasn’t been anything unmanageable since I got here.”
I glance up at him, eyes sparkling. “And mess or not, it was an honor to have your help,” I add, my grin widening. There’s amusement and gratitude behind it both, a little duel over who can compliment the best, and I know full well I’m being silly about it.
When he promises to hold my seat, I beam at him, warmth rising in my chest. “Thanks, Mateo. Don’t let anyone steal it. I like it too much already.”
The marketplace hums with last-minute chaos, music drifting faintly over the chatter of vendors, the air heavy with salt and the smell of food carts. I slip into it with a quick bounce in my step, already imagining what the finished dress will look like—too caught up in the moment to realize I’ve left my money pouch sitting neatly on the table beside my cousin.
FIN
I glance up at him, eyes sparkling. “And mess or not, it was an honor to have your help,” I add, my grin widening. There’s amusement and gratitude behind it both, a little duel over who can compliment the best, and I know full well I’m being silly about it.
When he promises to hold my seat, I beam at him, warmth rising in my chest. “Thanks, Mateo. Don’t let anyone steal it. I like it too much already.”
The marketplace hums with last-minute chaos, music drifting faintly over the chatter of vendors, the air heavy with salt and the smell of food carts. I slip into it with a quick bounce in my step, already imagining what the finished dress will look like—too caught up in the moment to realize I’ve left my money pouch sitting neatly on the table beside my cousin.
FIN
maybe one of these days you can let the light in
