He didn't know it but each night she prayed for him under the moon. She would follow him into the darkest paths, if he'd ask her to.
She made a promise to him,
"𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘶𝘴 𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵"
And she kept it.
~ We all know the trag...
Note; The letter F. stands for flashback. When a name is written with bold letters, it's the their pov.
"Towards better things."
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Julie and Luke's synchronized steps were a stark contrast to the bustling chaos of downtown Texas. If they had chosen any other street, the risk of being caught by the police would have been inevitable. But here, they blended seamlessly, two more faces among the throng of people.
A gorgeous female figure, dressed with a purple dress, not too long to be considered vintage nor too short to be considered provocative. Her heels clicked rhythmically against the pavement, a sound almost lost amidst the cacophony of the crowd. Her curly hair were falling a little lower than her shoulders. Under the morning light, she looked like art that you could watch for hours until the sun sets and she's now vanished in the dark.
And Luke knew how breathtaking she was.
He was next to her, walking in the same pacing. He was wearing a light blue shirt with the sleeves rolled, matching with his girl's dress. He wasn't trying to look too fancy, just enough to do the work.
"You remember what you gotta do, right?" Luke whispered, his gaze fixed straight ahead to avoid drawing attention.
"Yeah," Julie replied, a hint of uncertainty in her voice. "You sure it will work?" Her doubts were palpable, a silent testament to the risk they were taking. She obviously had her doubts and Luke knew that. But he couldn't give up now.
"Of course, darling."
Flashback
Back in their cramped apartment, Julie had paced the worn carpet, her nerves frayed by Luke's audacious plan.
"10 million dollars? Are you insane?", she got up from the couch feeling every muscle on her body slowly going numb. Still, she had a glimpse of hope inside her that he was just joking.
"No,no don't freak out. I got a plan.", he had that look in his face that Julie couldn't quite figure out . But she'd trust him with her life.
"You want to rob 10 million freaking dollars, Luke, how can I not freak out?", she had stood, hands on hips, staring him down.
He walked up to her and cupped her face,his touch soothing her, if only slightly. A smile always stuck on his face. He seemed so confident, a bit nervous-Julie spotted- but still so sure of each word he was saying.
"Cause I got the perfect plan.", she sighed taking her eyes off him but let him continue. His fingers pushed her chin forcing her to face him. Her skin was burning under his touch and her eyes showed how nervous she really felt. So, he stroked carefully and slowly her cheek as he spoke.
"You know the Mercers, right?", his tone was calm and comforting."Of course, with the jewellery business."
"Yes, and you also know the Petters.", a smirk lingering on his lips as she looked at him confused, narrowing her eyes.
