Two Eyes Cenote electrum

"you cannot be her."

her heart felt as if it might scorch from her very chest; she lay her warm palms against the salt-soaked cheekbones, cupping them lightly. "i do not need you to feign any part of her. you can't. i don't want that, eset. i want you."

broken heart stitched, and now the hebsut could see the uneven seams guarding tavina's heart; with some terrifying relief she felt the magnitude of her own vulnerability and was rendered silent again, their breath mingling in the truth of the moment.