the wounds are open and bleeding out
Ronin nodded; of course Remi was correct. Seren and Aoife were nothing alike, and to compare the child he had lost to the one he found himself with now was a hundred degrees of unfair. With a long sigh and another squeeze of Remi's hand, the Star gazed over his shoulder and up at the lighthouse. "Mm... I just don't suppose I expected to have my heartstrings tugged so hard by someone I respected." Still, here they were, in this predicament. And there was little he could do now but simply... cope with it.
His breath hitched at the mere idea of hearing Aoife laugh again, and he didn't know whether or not he would be ready for it, if and when the time came. "Perhaps we will," he said softly, grazing a thumb across the back of Remi's hand. "I love you, you know," he mumbled. "More than anything."
His breath hitched at the mere idea of hearing Aoife laugh again, and he didn't know whether or not he would be ready for it, if and when the time came. "Perhaps we will," he said softly, grazing a thumb across the back of Remi's hand. "I love you, you know," he mumbled. "More than anything."
THE
DARK STAR
