Rhys Pov
I don’t know how long we stayed like that, wrapped in each other crying. Both of us take turns whispering sweet soft words to each other, words of comfort, words of happiness, promises to never part again. It was getting dark by the time we slowly pulled away from each other, a strange look on Sage’s face as he stared at my pants. “What is that? Why is your leg…vibrating?” He asked, confused. I laughed, leaning back onto the bench as he stood up and sat down next to me. It still felt like a dream, but I was starting to really believe he was here. As surreal as it was, he was here, right next to me. I wasn’t sure if I’d ever fully believe it, but I wasn’t going to ruin it either. Even if fifty years from now I end up waking up from a random coma and finding out none of it was real
