❛ i was perfect at being alive, @labbatu. ❜ words stumble, fumble, fall from her lips. she drops them like they're scalding water on her tongue. are you still perfect, eve? just for a second, her mouth is lost in a crooked line, but just for a second. soon, she curves her lips more intentionally, sadness seeping into the smile but it's still a smile nevertheless.
❛ i might start believing in god now. ❜ it's a playful lie, but maybe she'll take its advice. probably not, but maybe.
book starter. 🤓 📚











