I will stand by you forever; you can take my breath away
It takes Wessex a hot second before she notices the kid - and another hot second to recognize that it’s the same kid from the docks.
“It’s -” you, she almost blurts out, before catching her tongue and swallowing the word whole. Can’t let that little secret get out quite yet, now can she?
It’s what?
“It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” she finally says after a small pause, turning her attention back to the firefly in her hands, which quickly lights up and escapes. Her eyes follow it up, up, and into the mix of the other bugs - and she can see all of them, in the dark, the way they meet and mingle in the air. Casting a side eye at the lanky man again, she says lightly, “You’re not a Grounder.”
“It’s -” you, she almost blurts out, before catching her tongue and swallowing the word whole. Can’t let that little secret get out quite yet, now can she?
It’s what?
“It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” she finally says after a small pause, turning her attention back to the firefly in her hands, which quickly lights up and escapes. Her eyes follow it up, up, and into the mix of the other bugs - and she can see all of them, in the dark, the way they meet and mingle in the air. Casting a side eye at the lanky man again, she says lightly, “You’re not a Grounder.”
WESSEX
