[ Elena feels like they're back in Yemen again, unsteady around one another, so unsure, walking on eggshells. All she can think is 'I know'. It's all she can say. Only this time she doesn't know. She's not so sure anymore of what she knows and what she doesn't.
Again she sighs. One more step forward and she leans in, eye closing as she rests her forehead against his chest. It was either she went to lay in bed, curl up, bury her face into a pillow, or she just let herself lean on him. Even after everything.
How many steps back has this put them? Nothing worth while is ever easy, and it's something she's learned to live by— there's always going to be obstacles that come between them, that test them. ]
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[ Elena feels like they're back in Yemen again, unsteady around one another, so unsure, walking on eggshells. All she can think is 'I know'. It's all she can say. Only this time she doesn't know. She's not so sure anymore of what she knows and what she doesn't.
Again she sighs. One more step forward and she leans in, eye closing as she rests her forehead against his chest. It was either she went to lay in bed, curl up, bury her face into a pillow, or she just let herself lean on him. Even after everything.
How many steps back has this put them? Nothing worth while is ever easy, and it's something she's learned to live by— there's always going to be obstacles that come between them, that test them. ]