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She was quiet on their walk back to Sariel, her arms folded.
She took it, beaming up at him.
"I'll teach you one day."
She left the closet quietly, and after taking one last look at Molly, she climbed down the window.
“So ready. I want to get out of this dress,” she said, shifting uncomfortably.
“You can’t fight me.”
She was quiet before pulling away reluctantly. “Let’s go.”
She kissed his jaw quickly, her free hand on his chest. “They’re beautiful. Thank you.”
“I’m a rebel and I don’t take instructions.”
Molly’s sobs were quiet, but loud enough to make it through into the closet. Addie held him tightly, trying to muffle the sound of her sister...
"I think they're lovely. Why these ones?"
"I'm worried."
She was still for a moment before hugging him back, burying her face in his shirt, her arms around his neck as she shuddered.
She paused before a large grin crossed her lips and she kissed him again, taking the flowers. "They're beautiful, Craw!"
"I see."
She didn't pull away, but didn't necessarily respond to his touch at first, still looking a little embarrassed. After a moment, she looked over at...
"You did?" she asked, looking down. "You didn't have to do that."
"Nothing at all?"
She seemed to notice his stiffness and pulled away, turning to look through the cracks in the closet. She seemed embarrassed that she had even tried.
She laughed breathily, cupping his jaw in her hands. "I miss you too, Craw. Like crazy."
