Together
I rush in. “Lydia!”
She’s sitting on the bed, crying. I sit beside her and wrap my arms around her.
“Alex…” she chokes through her tears. “You shouldn’t have come…”
“How could I not?” I cradle her gently.
“They could catch you…” she sniffs into the hand-sewn handkerchief I’ve handed to her. “And that could be the end of everything.”
“I know.” I don’t care about the risks. Even though they are severe.
Lydia and I are not supposed to be together.
A girl and a girl.
A Jalankian and a Holtery.
Extra very forbidden.
Punishable by death, or at the very least imprisonment with lots of torture.
But I love her anyway.
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