An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Summary:
There is nothing outside the certainty that their bodies are connected, that their hearts come from the same source of delicious terrors. It’s not just the buzz of the wedding that puts these thoughts in her head; in some inexplicable way, she’s always known that she was meant to meet someone, something, like Villanelle. Something as wonderful and brutal and human and different in any other way she’s ever known.










