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“And after that? The real world starts. And I don’t know if I’m ready. Because if the real world doesn’t have you in it… it might just kill me.” Katherine laughed softly, but it was a pained sound. Tender. “Kingsley…” “No, I mean it,” he said. “I don’t want to lose this—us—again. I was thinking, maybe, when we leave here, we could go on a vacation. Just the two of us. Any country you want. We could go anywhere—Bali, Paris, South Africa… Just you and me. Time away. Time to really talk, to really heal.”

*** To be continued. Love you all♡♡♡♡

Maybe I pushed too hard. Maybe I’ve gone too far.

but. To be continued...

This time… I wasn't going to sit and wait for the end. I'd been quietly saving money. Not enough yet, but more than before. I knew my body. I knew that one day the sickness would come for me again. But this time, I was going to be ready. Before that day came, I was going to learn some medical skills and to survive on my own. And when the time came, I wouldn't be running toward Jasper. I'd be running far, far away from him.

"Hazel, if you still can't forget about him, you can still run after him. I won't blame you for that." I looked at Archer in surprise. "Hello? I'm already married to you. Why are you still saying things like that?" Archer was a lot taller than me, but he looked incredibly upset. "Didn't you tell him that because you couldn't forget about him? That's the only reason you'd tell him the truth," he said. "If you can't let go of him, then just go after him. I won't blame you if you did that." Archer pretended to look like the bigger person, but he simply couldn't hide the anxiety in his eyes.

One harvest projection at a time. All the way forward.

“They can adapt all they want.” A pause. Then. “What are you thinking?” I exhaled slowly. Then answered. “I won’t be here when they do.” Silence. Then— “You’re moving again.” “Yes.” “But where?” I looked ahead. Into the gap. Deeper. Where it wasn’t fully formed yet. Where it was still undefined. Still open. Still. Potential. “I’m not moving through the system,” I said. “Or away from it.” A pause. Then. “I’m moving beyond it.”

Because now The thing beyond existence has started wanting something too And somehow I think that something might be me