Chapter 162: Tom’s Ambitions.
Dining Hall.
Critic Citadel, Critic-Ishire.
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"We should not miss breakfast" she added intending to head for her luggage where she could pick a dress that actually fit.
"I am sorry" he whispered as he drew her into his arms.
She sniffed.
She missed him, her hero, her love. He alone knew all of her even when she doesn’t and might never know.
"You did nothing, this is how women go through it I read, only the lucky ones do not" she mumbled ntp his neck.
He pressed his forehead to hers. "We should leave" he invited. They could walk our of this Cotadel now, when they haven’t done too much damage to his Gooseberry.
But she shook her head. "No, we are stronger than that, I am" she cmfirmed, her resolve strong.
He gazed at her clear eyes, all she needed was him and she would be strange again. She had felt herself falling apart before he’d cane in earlier but now she felt she could fight the world, endure anything and be fine.