[Like the rope of that noose isn’t already chaffing against their necks. He’ll understand fully someday, he’s sure. They’ll have nothing at all that matters other than each other at that point.
But… was there anyone else? Again, memory unfurls in him, sorting through into a timeline. And he remembers—
no subject
But… was there anyone else? Again, memory unfurls in him, sorting through into a timeline. And he remembers—
Oh.
Uh oh.
He… just Looks at Alec.]