#lescelerat

“     do you really think i might be her ?        be honest with me,   dmitry.     ”

❝ THE REASON WHY I INVITED YOU HERE IS ...   well, i wanted to thank you.   for helping——-  saving me, and for not saying anything.   i appreciate it.   truly.   ❞

               ❛   hey ,  let me look at you.   ❜    she’s by his side in a split second ,  hands instantly reaching up to grasp his face ,  forcing him to look at her.    ❛   jesus christ ,  you’re bleeding.   ❜

TEXT MESSAGE STARTER   /   @lescelerat

forever is too long,     she once thought.     even as a child,     eternal singledom in a world where ultimate success was defined by vows made under the watchful eye of a man in robes outweighed any possible eternity tied to another person.     the very thought used to suffocate her  . . .     make her feel claustrophobic even under the open sky.     then one day childhood turned to youth,     and youth turned to adulthood,     and with it came the realization that love does not always have to be forever.     it can pass     &     it did.      she has loved,     but none more than her freedom.     a mother’s nightmare and a father’s dream,     unwilling to be caught by the claws of a stereotypical life,     until    ──

[     a knock on a door that is not hers.     ]     A MAN STUMBLES IN,    words slurred by alcohol or an unfamiliar accent.

now she knows that freedom is just a synonym for loneliness,     and that what awaits her in new york is a townhouse full of it.     a strange thought appears in her mind and long before its presence is noticed,     it grows roots.     suddenly it is all she can think  :     if this is the end,     she will miss his sad eyes,     the scars covering his pale skin the way stars do the night sky,     the accent that once seemed foreign but is now the most familiar sound.     she bursts through ella’s door,     blind strides carrying her directly to dmitry.     (   there is a thread between you and i,     and i’ve followed it all my life.     i just didn’t know it.   )

❛❛      we can make it work.     ❜❜         she breathes out,     eyes glossy simultaneously with the love she feels for him and the joy she feels over knowing she is capable of such love.     a shaky smile pulls the corners of her mouth upward.         ❛❛      and even if we can’t,     then i’ll take a little heartbreak as long as i get to be with you for a little while.     it’ll be worth it.     ❜❜

“     so,   remember when we talked about how we weren’t sure when we wanted kids ?        turns out we don’t have to be sure in order to have them ...     ”