When Arrows Fly
My voice falters as she bowed her head, her tears falling fast against her cheek.
“Let us just forget about all this ends and faults, alright? I won’t even mention life or death or future or the past, only if you promise not to be distraught or occupy your thoughts with it, are we clear?” Rubin nodded and sniffed, her sleeves automatically on her nose so she can wipe it. She brushed the sides of her face and looks up at me, eyes shining and lips quivering.
“Will you let me hug you properly now, Rubin?”
She hiccupped, nodding her head as she leans in closer. I took a step and enclosed her tight in my arms, willing myself not to burst in anger at how unfair the fates are when it comes to us.
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