𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔴𝔢𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝔬𝔣 𝔩𝔬𝔳𝔢 𝔦𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔟𝔲𝔯𝔡𝔢𝔫 𝔬𝔣 𝔞 𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱'𝔰 𝔩𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔫𝔢𝔡 𝔱𝔬 𝔟𝔩𝔢𝔢𝔡 𝔦𝔫 𝔰𝔦𝔩𝔢𝔫𝔠𝔢. ℑ𝔱'𝔰 𝔞 𝔤𝔯𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔡𝔦𝔤 𝔱𝔬𝔤𝔢𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯, 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔫 𝔞𝔰 𝔦𝔱 𝔭𝔲𝔩𝔩𝔰 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔲𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔯, 𝔶𝔬𝔲'𝔩𝔩 𝔰𝔴𝔢𝔞𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔬𝔦𝔩 𝔱𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔰 𝔩𝔦𝔨𝔢 𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔳𝔢𝔫. ✧༺⚫༻✧━━━━━━━✧༺⚫༻✧ Rio chuckled softly, seemingly unbothered by his gruffness. "I'll take what I can get, Simon." His name on her lips-it was like an electric shock. He hadn't expected her to say it, hadn't expected it to hit him the way it did. And he knew, deep down, that it was far too late to ignore the way his heart kicked up when she said it like that, so casually. Like it belonged to her. Like he belonged to her. ✧༺⚫༻✧━━━━━━━✧༺⚫༻✧