Zelda had a vague sense that she misspoke, for all that it had been true, as she watched her sister's reflection in the mirror and waited for her to reply. Finally Ros spoke, and Zelda turned in the chair; her arms rested over the back and she rested her chin on top of them. She didn't know what to say to Roslyn: she could be honest, or logical, or distant. She could brush Ros off if she had to.
She went for honest.
"I want to be around him just - all the time," Zelda admitted, "I think about him all the time. I - it's as if -" she sighed; her cheeks were turning pink "- he sees me, and he chose me, the way I am."
Alfred had never asked her to change; her family, though, did with some frequency.
She went for honest.
"I want to be around him just - all the time," Zelda admitted, "I think about him all the time. I - it's as if -" she sighed; her cheeks were turning pink "- he sees me, and he chose me, the way I am."
Alfred had never asked her to change; her family, though, did with some frequency.
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