Maybe for you.
The words echoed repeatedly through her ears even as the door closed behind her. This was the exact reason why making her dscision and remaining firm to it was so fucking difficult. Fallon hadn't intended to hurt him, nor did she wish for him to still be this untethered months later. Lachlan deserved better than that — better than her.
She was a wildfire and he was a strong, windy day. They would have consumed everything in their attempt to be together.
Fallon would've left it with his unkind goodbye were it not for the five coins glaring at her from the counter. Fuck, she thought furiously to herself. Who knew if this shopkeeper was honest enough to return what was due?! Without addressing the smiling man (who likely was an honest sort) Fallon swiped the coins and stormed from the shop, only to realize Lachlan was nowhere in sight.
Mailing the coins to him would've been a brighter idea than gripping her wand and envisioning herself in the Hebrides. Anything would've been better than that, really. But, Fallon was too keyed up for a fight to think rationally.
Lachlan had always made her irrational.
"Do you think it was easy writing that letter?!" She shouted as soon as her body appeared in his cottage with a loud crack. "Do you think I sat there for hours thinking happily to myself that I was going to fucking break the heart of a man I loved?!"
The words echoed repeatedly through her ears even as the door closed behind her. This was the exact reason why making her dscision and remaining firm to it was so fucking difficult. Fallon hadn't intended to hurt him, nor did she wish for him to still be this untethered months later. Lachlan deserved better than that — better than her.
She was a wildfire and he was a strong, windy day. They would have consumed everything in their attempt to be together.
Fallon would've left it with his unkind goodbye were it not for the five coins glaring at her from the counter. Fuck, she thought furiously to herself. Who knew if this shopkeeper was honest enough to return what was due?! Without addressing the smiling man (who likely was an honest sort) Fallon swiped the coins and stormed from the shop, only to realize Lachlan was nowhere in sight.
Mailing the coins to him would've been a brighter idea than gripping her wand and envisioning herself in the Hebrides. Anything would've been better than that, really. But, Fallon was too keyed up for a fight to think rationally.
Lachlan had always made her irrational.
"Do you think it was easy writing that letter?!" She shouted as soon as her body appeared in his cottage with a loud crack. "Do you think I sat there for hours thinking happily to myself that I was going to fucking break the heart of a man I loved?!"