And then, slowly, we come back to each other. And honestly, like rain, the laughter brought a little peace. I can see it in her face now, that she believes me, that she knows that whatever happens she still has her sister on her side. And even at the worst, we’ll still find something to laugh at.
Ella I gasp, my hands again flying to my mouth – His pup – his – “Oh my god,” I murmur, my eyes flashing to Cora’s shocked face – But before I can do anything, say anything else, Roger leaps forward, grabbing Cora hard by the arms. She screams, terrified, and I can see the very real s
“Cora,” Roger breathes, shaking his head, his face full of grief. “Cora, I’m so sorry –“ “It’s okay,” she murmurs, her hands still shaking. He crosses to her in a few steps and takes her face in his hands, staring down into her eyes. “You’re – you’re all right? God, Cora, if I hurt you – I’d
Cora I don’t really notice when Ella leaves. I’m too busy crying. I think I scare Roger again when I start, because it’s just a few tears at first, but then suddenly I’m blubbering against his shoulder because it feels like every single emotion I’ve ever had – every single one – is racing throug
“Yes, that’s right,” Roger replies, moving his hand down his face and looking at me, a little smile on his mouth. “So…do we even need to…think about it?” “Do you want to?” I ask, curious. “Not…a lot…” he confesses, grimacing. “I mean,” I say, cocking my head to the side. “Do you forgive me? Fo
Cora “It’s all right,” Roger says, his eyes going wide as he takes in my pale face, my scared expression and realizes that he’s freaked me out for the third or fourth time today. “It’s not – it’s not bad, I was just kind of a dick – it was a misunderstanding –“ “What?” I ask, more confused now t
I nod, understanding, concentrating on nothing else but his words. “But then she said,” he twists his mouth a little, concentrating. “It’s hard to know how to phrase it – because it wasn’t precisely words – but that for the future of the world, I had to focus on family. And not just like…my brothe
Ella “I can’t wait any longer” I say, two hours, one shower, and three sandwiches later. I stand up in the tiny steel kitchen, accidentally scattering the bag of chips I was picking at all over the counter. Honestly, I wasn’t even eating because I was hungry. I was just trying to distract myself.