[ His voice bites as sharp as the autumn wind, the tree limbs overhead shivering. He should feel the cold, but he doesn't, just the burn in the pit of his stomach and the building frustration with this woman. Emma. The key to unlocking everything if only he knew how to make her see.
He thought she had. For a split-second he saw it there in her eyes, and nothing could convince him otherwise. She'd started to think it true, and in the next moment she'd struck him and fled. Maybe that's why looking at her gave him this dizzy, airless feeling. Maybe that was just the fury, or it could have been how similar she looked to--
No. The ghosts of the past were just that. ]
You know it. I know you do, how could you not? Every day the evidence piles higher, and every day you reject it as impossible. But it's not. You're just afraid.
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[ His voice bites as sharp as the autumn wind, the tree limbs overhead shivering. He should feel the cold, but he doesn't, just the burn in the pit of his stomach and the building frustration with this woman. Emma. The key to unlocking everything if only he knew how to make her see.
He thought she had. For a split-second he saw it there in her eyes, and nothing could convince him otherwise. She'd started to think it true, and in the next moment she'd struck him and fled. Maybe that's why looking at her gave him this dizzy, airless feeling. Maybe that was just the fury, or it could have been how similar she looked to--
No. The ghosts of the past were just that. ]
You know it. I know you do, how could you not? Every day the evidence piles higher, and every day you reject it as impossible. But it's not. You're just afraid.