@shrcpnell It was her fear. It was her own problem, so of course she had to be the one who provided the solution. She knew that. She just wished there would be another way.
"I need to leave. I can't stay here."
"If he ever takes you away from me... I couldn't live with that. I let him take away half of my life when he did what he did, I already made peace with that fact, too. And if he ever takes you away from me—I couldn't live with that."
@shrcpnell "He once took everything from me. My childhood, my mother. He turned to a ghost and left without a trace. I couldn't even track him." Her head turned to a mess. She was unable to process the things she wanted to say.
"I'm scared, Reiner." With that, her mask finally fell off.
@shrcpnell He was definitely a trap she'd fall for every single time without regret.
"The guy you greeted that night at The Gala," Isla bit her lower lip. Her eyes fell to the cold ground. "After my mom died, he—he sold me off to the ruska roma."
@shrcpnell "Besides the wings, people are scared of them too. They have teeth and claws. And they are free." Perhaps this conversation was never really about a dragon. Perhaps.
@shrcpnell No, no. This, everything about him and her—they were not right. They weren't supposed to be. But when he asked for her in such a manner, how could she say no? Again, she let herself fall to the idea of love.
"Wouldn't it be fun to be a dragon?"
@shrcpnell Her eyes went through the window, and it was heavy raining outside. The window was glued with countless water droplets.
"Just because. I mean, they have wings, and they could fly." A being that was born to soar the sky, to be free.
"So, what do you think?"