. . . "𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐓 𝐂𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐘"

𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃 ✓ ✱⠀𝓢𝒀𝑵𝑶𝑷𝑺𝓘𝑺⠀?! rose carried fire in her lungs and glitter in her veins; she was radiant, even in her restlessness, and when the baby came, bo fell in love twice over: once with the tiny weight of a life, and once again with the woman who would not stay. but dreams have a texture, a weight, and hers were made of film reels and marquee lights and the hush just before a scene begins. she carried the baby's scent in the fold of her coat and bo's silence in the pit of her stomach, and she walked until the road blurred behind her, until she was no longer a mother, a partner, a girl from anywhere - but just rose, becoming. ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ O R . . . 𝓲𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝓲𝒄𝒉. she loved bo with a quiet, aching tenderness, but she loved the life she hadn't lived more, so when the road called, she left him standing in the heat, carrying only his silence and the sorrow of what staying would've taken from her. ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ❝ life is precious. let's love with no regrets while we're alive. ❞ ⠀⠀𝐛𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐰 ⠀⠀∝⠀⠀𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐨𝐜⠀⠀˒⠀⠀𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠