Rhys kissed me again, breathless and swift.
„ 𝐓𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧, 𝐅𝐞𝐲𝐫𝐞. "
I brushed a hand over his cheek to wipe away the last of his tears, his skin warm and soft, and we turned down the street that would lead us home.
Toward our future- and all that waited within it.
„ 𝐓𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝, 𝐑𝐡𝐲𝐬. "