REXANNA
FOR A TIME IT SEEMED TO ME,
THAT WE WERE STARLIGHT-TOUCHED.
FAILING TO REALIZE THAT WE WERE STARCROSSED,
This is quite unlike him, she realizes quickly. Is it nerves? The idea that perhaps it might not have been a good idea? The idea that it’s certainly too late now, and perhaps they should have researched more into the possibilities of it or perhaps been simply happy enough as is like the Voice had suggested? She doesn’t know. Doesn’t know where exactly to begin when he adds a few lines to the wall, his explanation out in the open.And then, then he says that perhaps they should have waited longer and her brow raises sharply. “Waited longer… Until not at all?” She asks, tone a bit shaky, a bit sharp in her confusion. “Bastien… You’ve never floated or wandered away from me. And when you have a child, well, love is different. It’s.. A stronger bond. You love them more than anything, more than everything.” Perhaps it’s her experience talking. “If you treat this child as well as you’ve treated me by being by my side, you have nothing to worry about.” She tries to give him a relieving smile that begins to fade ever so slightly as she recalls his next comment.
“But to wait longer? For another disaster to happen? I’m afraid there isn’t ever going to be a good time. But there never really is, is there? We have to make do with what we have. We have a beautiful home, a wonderful family. That’s all we need.” She tilts her head as if daring for him to argue with her for that, brush having stilled back on the palette.
THE STARS WERE
NEVER
ON OUR SIDE.
