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Lia leapt off the window, the force of the explosion sending her roughly upon the platform. She rolled once she landed to balance her jump, standing up swiftly with a grunt before catching sight of Yelena who stood on top the helicarrier Dreykov was on, her eyes widening.
Golden eyes met sapphire ones, and Yelena smiled at her as she expanded her staff and readied herself. The blonde was going to blow up the helicarrier, and herself in the process. Lia knew she couldn't make it to her in time.
"Yelena! Don't you dare do it!" Lia exclaimed.
Yelena only grinned in response. "This was fun, Herondale."
The realisation suddenly struck her along with her emotions like a powerful punch as the nephilim stared at Yelena, not taking her eyes off the blonde for even a split second. She had been Lia's problem all along.
If Yelena wanted cook, Lia would let her burn down the whole house. If the blonde wanted to scream, the dark-haired female would let her deafen her. If Yelena wanted to break her, the nephilim would let her.
Lia had never loved someone enough to let them destroy her, but oh god, Yelena could aim her gun at her or take her by the throat and Lia's eyes would sparkle at the mere inches between them. She realised now how much power Yelena truly possessed over her.
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FRAGMENTS ➸ yelena belova (platonic)
Fanfiction𝐅𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒 ➸ ❝ 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬. ❞ 𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 two broken souls, who feel like falling apart like fragments, could only be put together again by one another. [ platonic!fe...