Non Verbal

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This is short but felt it needed to end where it did:)

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Lottie's POV.

I was at the Saturday market, with Sutton.

He had dragged me here this morning because he had to get materials and I was happy to come along. Emersyn and August were apartment hunting today. They had even invited me to come along.

But I knew it was a pity invite.

A little like this one, with Sutton, I could tell he was feeling some sort of sympathy towards me. But I didn't want to intrude on Em and August anymore and I didn't mind intruding on Sutton's day.

Sutton was with Rowan all night last night.

He said he was dropping Roe off and then he came to pick me up.

I haven't asked where Rowan is. Or how he is. Or whether he hates me.

Instead, we've been pretty quiet. Just talking about the market and the things that Sutton needs.

I was carrying a bunch of flowers now. My arms wrapped around them, and the smell was so nice that it was honestly making me a little sad with nostalgia and a wish for the summer.

Sutton laughed at me as he saw me smell them. "Don't tell anyone, but I sometimes get flowers from the market instead of Mrs Carter's because I can't afford her flowers, but I can afford these."

I half-smile at him. "I don't think she'd be mad."

He laughs. "She would be furious. She always offers to give them to us for free. But I don't want that."

I just shrug and look down at the bright petals. "Why'd you want them anyway?"

"Oh I am trying to print them onto the clay I am using- it's a process." He says.

"That's nice Sunny." I mumble quietly, walking onwards.

It was warm today. It was the beginning of Easter break and it was finally warm enough that I could happily break into my summer clothes.

I like to colour code my outfits based on the season.

I can't wear pastels or like bright summery colours in the winter, it makes me feel wrong. So half of my clothes just don't get worn unless the sun is up and happy.

So yeah, I had dressed myself up properly today. But my face was bare, my hair pulled up into a tight bun.

Sutton said I looked nice. Which would usually boost my confidence and happiness but I was missing Rowan and I was feeling embarrassed by it honestly.

It had only been a couple of days at this point.

I walk over to the crystal stall, but I don't intend to buy anything. I do however start to think about my energy and how I should actually be doing things to make myself feel better. I don't even have any rings on.

No wonder I feel like shit.

I smiled down a little at the stand and the beautiful collection of colours and Sutton comes and rests his chin down on my shoulder from behind.

We're quiet and I lean back into him, seeking comfort.

He must have felt my sadness because Sutton sighs.

"He just needs a bit of space." He says. "You don't need to be so glum."

I shrug him off, my frown reappearing and I walk away from him, going to look at the other side of the stall.