He stiffens against me, pain written all over the mess of a face. He grabs my face in his hands. Holds me. “It’s not over. We’re not through, Jacinda.” His eyes blister, glitter darkly.”I’ll find you. I will. We’ll be together again.

He stiffens against me, pain written all over the mess of a face. He grabs my face in his hands. Holds me. “It’s not over. We’re not through, Jacinda.” His eyes blister, glitter darkly.”I’ll find you. I will. We’ll be together again.

– Sophie Jordan –

Firelight

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