[ she runs, trying to keep as straight of a path as she can, boots splashing through the water and doing her best to not slip on leaves of trip over woody debris.
it doesn't matter that what he says is true. because she needs it to be. on the other side of a line drawn in the sand is the only place she knows how to keep kylo. to admit differently was to admit that he still had the power to hurt her. but this bait is tempting. what is she to him here, without the galaxy dictating what they should be?
she decides there is one other acceptable solution that they could be. it's breathless, partly as she pants with her full effort to gain ground and partly because it almost has her laughing with the karmic absurdity of it. ]
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it doesn't matter that what he says is true. because she needs it to be. on the other side of a line drawn in the sand is the only place she knows how to keep kylo. to admit differently was to admit that he still had the power to hurt her. but this bait is tempting. what is she to him here, without the galaxy dictating what they should be?
she decides there is one other acceptable solution that they could be. it's breathless, partly as she pants with her full effort to gain ground and partly because it almost has her laughing with the karmic absurdity of it. ]
No-- we're nothing here.