Tornado

It’s fitting, probably more fitting that she realizes.

We’re a whirlwind of emotions—Keelo’s anger, Eot’s shock—almost too strong to keep trapped inside the skin of a single body.

And simmering underneath it all is our combined desire to claim Halley as our own, doubly strong when it’s the two of us wanting the same thing.

As if sensing danger, Halley doesn’t move. Just stares at us.

So unprotected. So breakable.

Yet so incredibly resolute.

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