009 | For so long I've loved you

Hyacinth’s POV

I tugged on the moonstone stud in my ear and chewed on my bottom lip. I’d heard bits and pieces of Rhiannon and Stephen’s conversation, and my heart ached for them both.

If I were being honest, though? It hurt more for my twin sister’s boyfriend than it did for her. Rhi had a short fuse and a smart mouth. Stephen was kind, and thoughtful, and sweet.

And I had loved him for as long as I’d known him.

Sighing, I dropped my hands to my sides and started drifting listlessly around my room. It was the same size and shape as Rhi’s, but where her room was cosy and cottage-y, mine was bright and pink and downright girly. A fire crackled in the hearth, under a mantelpiece draped in burned-down candles and empty vases that had once housed flowers. Flopping down on my bed, atop the huge bound of fluffy blankets in a myriad of shades of pink and purple, I pulled out my old diary and stared at the first page.

Under the date, which was marked ten years ago, my handwriting stared bac