12 parts Ongoing Jenny had lost herself in him first.
And Valen had fallen in love after.
But more than that.
Much more.
She was light, he was shadow.
But when they touched, the boundaries blurred, like the sea caressing the moon without ever truly belonging to it.
Jenny was an angel, but no one knew angels could tremble.
She thought she was a tangled mess of fears and insecurities wrapped in a body too fragile to carry the weight of the world.
She never felt enough. Never.
But in Valen's eyes, she was perfect.
She was the full moon, the reflection of light on water, the last breath before a kiss.
And he was terrified of her, because he was none of that.
He was afraid of dirtying her, of tearing her wings.
Jenny deserved someone who wasn't broken inside.
But she didn't want someone else.
She wanted him.
Valen was broken, not in the way something can get dirty and be washed clean, but in the way something shatters inside and never comes back the same.
He never let anyone truly look at him, no one could.
But Jenny could.
Jenny looked at him as if she saw him whole.
As if she didn't notice all the pieces missing from him.
Or maybe she did, but it just didn't matter.
Valen had always been too aware of his own darkness to get close to someone else's light.
But Jenny settled on him like the moon on the ocean, lighting him up without knowing she was illuminating a place no one had ever dared to look.
Valen let her.
He let her innocence get caught in his sharp edges, let her hands brush against his scars as if she wasn't afraid of cutting herself.
Jenny had lost herself in him, but Valen had found himself in Jenny.
But he couldn't allow it.
In Valen's arms, amidst all that chaos, Jenny found peace.
With Valen, she didn't have to prove anything.
She didn't have to be anything more than she was.
But how do you escape from someone who's already home?
