A party in the orange grove. The pain on Linden's face is immediate. I am unwavering. He has cost me more pain than I will ever be able to repay.
Lauren DeStefanoAnd here we are: two small dying things, as the world ends around us like falling autumn leaves.
Lauren DeStefanoEven the human race can't claim to be natural anymore. We are fake, dying things. How fitting that I would end up in this sham of a marriage.
Lauren DeStefanoWhat have you done? What have you given up?'
So many things, Cecily. More than you know.
I want to make a world more magical than my own. I don't care if it makes sense, I don't care if it's ridiculed or if, rather than a neat round planet that goes around forever, it ends with a cliff that falls off into nothing. I want to have my eyes wide open, and I want to see this room and at the same time, not this room.
Lauren DeStefanoMots clés inspirational
I open my mouth to, I don't know, apologize again maybe. But he takes my face in his hands and presses his forehead to mine. And he's so close that I can feel his little warm breaths, and all I know is that when he draws his next breath, I want to get sucked in.
Our lips touched, almost as soft as not touching at all. Then they press closer to each other, draw back uncertainly, touch again. There is warmth shooting through my broken body where there should be pain, and I put my arms around the back of his neck and I hold on to him. I hold on because you never know in this place when something good will be taken away.
Before I can process what’s happening, Deirdre has opened her hands and Linden has taken the ring from her and slipped it onto my finger.
“Rhine Ashby,” he says.
“My wife.
You’re insane, you know that?” he says.
“It’s the only thing keeping me afloat,” I say.
There is warmth shooting through my broken body where there should be pain, and I put my arms around the back of his neck and I hold on to him. I hold on because you never know in this place when something good will be taken away.
Lauren DeStefanoI have always been fascinated by the ocean, to dip a limb beneath its surface and know that I'm touching eternity, that it goes on forever until it begins here again.
Lauren DeStefanoMots clés ocean
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