when it's just the two of us, only the two of us
Isla can't help but smile, despite the difficult nature of the conversation. "Is he? I'd like to see him again one day," she says of Mateo, leaning back on her hands even if she isn't quite comfortable enough to flop back in the sand with Remi. Her feelings don't exactly make things easier for him to deal with, though. "I think you might have to just be honest," she says eventually. "You don't have to be detailed, but he'll probably appreciate hearing it from you now."
As for whyyyyyyy Remi is like this? Isla opens her mouth to respond before promptly changing her mind, instead merely offering him a kind smile. "However it goes, I'm sure he won't love you any less. And he'll understand, even if he doesn't fully understand," she says.
As for whyyyyyyy Remi is like this? Isla opens her mouth to respond before promptly changing her mind, instead merely offering him a kind smile. "However it goes, I'm sure he won't love you any less. And he'll understand, even if he doesn't fully understand," she says.
i could die
Isla
