P R O L O G U E
Propriety and restraint. Decorum. The picture of elegance - that's what's been attached to my name. It feels as embedded into my psyche as he is.
Even now, remembering when there was a time where we'd have fought the entire world to get to one another, he still feels as familiar as he did back then. When we were so adamant to demolish every barrier against us.
Those blue eyes lift. And I wonder if he's remembering me, too. Us.
Because time seems to stop where it was heading to, halting as our paths cross again. Him and I. Every bit of me is taut and every muscle is locked when his gaze meets mine. How has it been this long and still, my fingers tingle like they're itching to reach out? My heart picks up pace.
I see him swallow. I see his eyes soften and surrounded with the boisterous party, he looks at me as if his gaze has somehow narrowed. Guys take drinks next to him but he's still trying to figure out if he sees me right.
He's paused, like the life has been sucked from his lungs.
Someone's speaking to me but I can't hear them. I can only feel my eyes begin to water. We stare at each other between the flash of the strobe lights around us. Black, red, black. I see him, he's gone, he's back and he's still looking at me.
And I'm trying not to think about how time has passed and months have elapsed yet still, I can't get Everest Jones out of my system.
I can't avoid the flood of memories when I shut my eyes. Remembering and remembering and remembering the chaos that was me and him. The one I'd ran from and the one we'd forced ourselves to forget.
Forbidden and perfect and reckless.
He was floating above the rest of the world and hiding in ballrooms. Dipping across the stage and counting the seconds til dawn in gazebos, being where you're not supposed to. He was the same feeling as hidden kisses and secret whispers. Everything and absolute and consuming. Beautiful and burning.
I couldn't pry Everest Jones out of my system, if I tried my damn hardest.
Do you remember me too, Ev? Us?
In all our glory, when we were once beautiful and when we burned?
a/n
i hope ur excited as i am.
this was just the sort of sneak peek to what is to come. chapters won't be out for a while yet but i wanted to get this out to you. a teaser.
all my love <3
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Romance{𝘉𝘖𝘖𝘒 𝘛𝘞𝘖 𝘖𝘍 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘓𝘖𝘝𝘌𝘓𝘌𝘚𝘚 𝘛𝘙𝘐𝘓𝘖𝘎𝘠} The perfect picture of elegance. It's all Violet Amory's known - the foundation of the image she must preserve. For her, for them. Raised in a distinguished family and moulded to bear mo...
