The Fire That Chose Me
Words tasting like hope, trust, fire that wouldn’t die.
She realized then, fully, that her fire wasn’t a curse not completely. It was wild, dangerous, yes. But it could protect. It could bind. Shared with him, it could be something fierce, something strong. Something that made them unbreakable together.
Aiden tilted her chin up, eyes searching hers. “Hey,” he whispered, voice soft, “look at me. We’ve done this before, and we’ll do it again. I swear, Evelynn, nothing can stop us. Not while we have each other.”