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#15: I Intend To Keep That Promise
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2026-05-03 23:44:15“I thought,” a low rough voice murmurs right against my ear, “I told you to stay put.”
The wave of relief that crashes through me at the sound of Eli’s voice is so intense that my knees actually buckle. I turn in his arms and throw mine around his neck, holding on tighter than I probably should.“I was about five seconds away from coming back for you.” I murmur into his chest, still feeling my body shaking. “I heard the shots and then nothing. I thought… I thought…”“I know,”
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SIR #15: I Intend To Keep That Promise
“I thought,” a low rough voice murmurs right against my ear, “I told you to stay put.”The wave of relief that crashes through me at the sound of Eli’s voice is so intense that my knees actually buckle. I turn in his arms and throw mine around his neck, holding on tighter than I probably should.“I was about five seconds away from coming back for you.” I murmur into his chest, still feeling my body shaking. “I heard the shots and then nothing. I thought… I thought…”“I know,” he says quietly, placing a hand at the small of my back and pulling me closer. “I’m okay. We’re okay.”We stay like that for a long moment, just breathing, the adrenaline still surging through both of us. When we finally pull apart, our faces are only inches away. His eyes search mine in the dim light filtering through the trees, and I can feel my pulse still racing, though now for an entirely different reason.“I thought I’d never see you again,” I whisper, feeling my body relax into
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The world comes back in pieces. My head throbs like someone is hammering nails into my skull from the inside. Metal groans around me and the sharp smell of burnt rubber and gasoline fills my nose. I blink hard, trying to make sense of the upside-down angle of the streetlights filtering through the cracked windshield. The car is on its side but I am still strapped in, my body hanging awkwardly against the seatbelt with one leg pinned beneath something heavy.Eli’s voice cuts through the haze. “Lucia. Lucia, stay with me. Open your eyes.”I turn my head toward the sound and find him half inside the driver’s side, which is now above us, his face tight with focus as he works at the crumpled metal near my legs. Blood trickles from a cut on his forehead, but he doesn’t seem to notice or care. His hands move fast, prying at the dashboard that has shifted inward and trapped my left leg.“Eli,” I manage in a dry voice. “What happened?”“Another car slammed into us. We need to get you out q
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The street market is a world I did not know existed and I’m annoyed at myself for not knowing it existed because it’s truly extraordinary.It runs two full blocks, dense and colorful and loud in the way that is interesting rather than overwhelming, with stalls selling everything from secondhand books to handmade jewelry to food that smells so good I make an actual involuntary sound when we walk past one particular corner. Eli buys me something fried and wrapped in paper from a stall run by an old man who Eli calls tiger for some reason. “How does he know you?” I ask, unwrapping the paper, and whatever is inside is so good I immediately stop forming other thoughts.“I’ve been coming here since I was twelve,” Eli says, in the easy way he talks about his neighborhood, matter-of-fact and without the self-consciousness that comes from people who mistake simplicity for something to be embarrassed about.I ask him things and he answers them, he doesn’t seem to get tire
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My father delivers the news the way he delivers all news he knows I won’t like, which is calmly, over breakfast, while my mother does the thing where she’s very interested in her orange juice.“This year’s birthday will be a family dinner,” he says in the tone that is not a discussion opener. “Given recent events, a large gathering is too much of a security risk.”I put my fork down. I pick it up again. I put it down. “It’s my eighteenth birthday,” I say.“Yes.”“My eighteenth.”“I heard you the first time, Lucia.”“Dad.” I say his name with every ounce of reasonable, measured maturity I have ever possessed, which is being assembled from scratch in real time. “I have been planning this since I was fifteen. The dress is bought. The venue deposit is paid. The invitations went out three weeks ago.”“We’ll cover the deposit,” he says, and turns a page of his newspaper.“It’s not about the deposit!”“Language,” he says mildly, to the newspaper.“I didn’t say anything.”“You were about to.”
SIR #11: For Your Father
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