"Luz," Amity breathed into her shoulder. "As long as it's with you, I don't care if the sky is falling."
“Luz?” Amity’s voice was small, barely audible over the downpour. "Luz," Amity breathed into her shoulder
Luz looked down at their intertwined fingers. In her head, a reel of "before" started playing—a desperate attempt to remember why they were here, and why it was worth the heartbreak. In her head, a reel of "before" started
"We’re okay," Amity whispered, squeezing Luz’s hand. Her purple hair was plastered to her forehead, and her Hexside uniform was torn, but her eyes—those gold eyes that used to look at Luz with such disdain—were now full of a fierce, unwavering devotion. "I promised I'd take you on a real
"I promised I'd take you on a real date," Luz croaked, pulling Amity into a fierce hug. "In the Human Realm. I didn't mean it to be like this."
