Chapter 82: Under the Blaze of Many Lights
Rory saw colors reflected in Liam’s irises. She looked up to see the sky above was lit up with colors.
The predominant flashes of green reflected in Liam’s beautiful blue eyes making them seem like pools of emerald.
Aurora Borealis—The Northern Lights.
Rory placed her hands on his cheeks. He was looking at the sky and she looked into his eyes. His eyes were prettier.
She knew those lights are their way home. Even if the compass cannot show them the north, the Northern Lights will—they are right this instant— for they will appear only on the North.
But rather than looking for the way home, once again, she was lost in his eyes.
Where she was born, the Northern Lights were very common. They will see it if the sky was clear during the seasons. After she came here, it was rare to see them. She missed those beautiful paintings of the sky that an invisible painter paints just so beautifully. Those flush of ruddy flames rises from the North to remind her of the love and peace she had when she was living with her parents.
When she was young, she would think that she could hear the voice of her mother in the Northern Lights. And whenever she missed her mom, she waited to stare at the north to see the lights.
It was rare to see the Northern Lights here, and yet, she thought she heard something rarer. Rarer than the northern lights.
She heard Liam’s heart!
From what he said, she thought that Fizzy did not want Burke to meet with her. It was in high school, way before there were plans for their wedding.
Why?