[She hates that she can feel the disappointment. The kiss and touch aren't a comfort. They make her want to cling to him harder, have him stay with her, but it's just not possible. It's too dangerous for him. They've already proven that themselves.
The crease is deep between her brows, fingertips ghosting over his injured side.
He's no longer the older sibling. This hurts, but better they be irritated with one another than him dead. She has to keep him from harm.]
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The crease is deep between her brows, fingertips ghosting over his injured side.
He's no longer the older sibling. This hurts, but better they be irritated with one another than him dead. She has to keep him from harm.]
I'll come find you soon. I promise.