âYou know,â Elara said, leaning her head on his shoulder, âmost people wouldâve just bought the cactus.â
âBuilding walls. You think if you donât let me see you struggle, I wonât notice youâre gone.â She wrapped her arms around herself. âIâm not a load-bearing beam, Leo. Iâm not supposed to just hold things up without breaking.â maturessex
For two months, they lived in the wreckage of their second storyline: The One Who Stayed and The One Who Left . He threw himself into the bridge. She threw herself into saving her shop. They were both miserable, but they were miserably right âor so they told themselves. âYou know,â Elara said, leaning her head on