#nexuswtch

             it used to be easier to trust people. before she’d been betrayed, before she’d realized how stupid she was for trusting the darkling. and she’d thought they managed to kill him, which made her realize how stupid she was. now it felt like she saw him everywhere, lurking in every shadow. and she knew that he would be looking for her, knew he would have other people helping him. so now she was suspicious, on her guard about anyone whose gaze lingered for too long. like the woman at the far table was doing now. well, if the woman was working for him, better to just get this over with. alina stood, took her drink, and sat down at the stranger’s table. ‘ are you working for him? for the darkling? ‘

“  look, i don’t know who you’re lookin’ for, but it can’t be me.  ”

hi 🥺🥺🥺

this was so sweet and completely unexpected and i’m just sitting here quietly making little wheezy squeaky noises... thank you SO MUCH?! it’s just hit me that i’ll have been writing her for two years now in about a month and i’m so glad that people love her as much as i do. and i mean when it comes to the edits ... 

                  ❝    𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦  𝘢𝘳𝘦  𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭  𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦  𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴  𝘰𝘧  𝘮𝘺  𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦  𝘪  𝘥𝘰𝘯’𝘵  𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳  .    i  don’t  know  if  i  ever  will  .    time  and  . . .    the  chair  ,    what  HYDRA  did  to  me  ,    i  think  there’ll  always  be  blanks  because  of  it  .    my  parents  died  when  i  was  young  ,    i  don’t  remember  them  .    i  remember  my  sisters  ,    though  ,    but  not  our  parents  .    ❞

“It's been a while since I have even heard from you.”