DISCLAIMER: Bonus chapter. Contains GL sex scene. Parental guidance advised.
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Love is such a ridiculous word.
People say it like it's a blessing, like it holds power to redeem, to save, to cleanse all the rot from your soul.
Azalea believed that too.
I watched her look at Kairi the way people in old stories looked at saviors. It was foolish—childish even—but I never mocked her for it. She didn't know how to love quietly. She bled it through her fingertips, hopeful and unashamed.
The way she looked at that girl…
It was almost the same way I used to look at her.
Selene.
The so-called Wicked Witch, the designer of paradoxes, the cursed light of my life.
Azalea's love was soft. Earnest.
The kind that wanted to hold hands in the dark and whisper promises under blankets.
