Morningside Cuesta ii. nine lives

Fuck, Grayday, Khoe whispered, her voice sharp and poignant, Just fuck.

Grayday was more than enough. He was right; he was a provider and a protecter, and whenever he was needed, he was there. And for most of it, she had been over the moon with joy. It wasn't that she wasn't happy or that she was unfulfilled, but the issue was that she was afraid. Grayday's outburst hadn't done much to resolve that issue, either.

I'm — I'm scared. I'm scared that one day you're going to realize that I can't do for you whatever it was Adeline did. I heard the way that you talked about her, even when you were talking to me. And even when you didn't think I noticed her scent in your fur, I did. 

That's why I'm pushing you away; if one of us is going to leave, it won't be me.