“And the darkness felt suddenly like home again. Like a familiar place in the shadows, where we used to meet.” ― Laura Chouette
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Vincent looked at Arah with a sigh. His heart pinched a little. The hospital lab smelled like chlorine and something bitter. Could he open up to someone? Could he? He wasn't sure about who he was or what he wanted, not anymore. There was only always a loud noise in his head... and it was getting bigger. Maybe the voice would go if he shared with her?!
He had never had someone to talk to about the feelings he had felt. It was always like a tempest and he kept it all buried inside. He was too proud to admit that sometimes he dreamed of Arabella, dreamed of her in the cottage they had first made love.
He had dreamed about her laughter and her smile. The way
