Qeya River Sing for the hill

she remembered he had not thought her the kind to bail. but she wondered what he thought of her now. what was in those big eyes? framed by battle-curled grey edges. her heart felt like it burned hotter than any pain she had endured.

she wanted to ask why he stayed. she wanted to know if she was anywhere in that equation.

selfish bonding.

you did not go. you could have. she wanted to look at him longer but her gaze drifted to her own body now. looking down at scarred limbs.