[ Chloe knows he's hurting, but she doesn't think of him as broken. Struggling, maybe... But he's come so far. And if she has to admit it, so has she.
They both lost their fathers, in different ways. They had both fallen from grace; her after Palmetto, him in a more literal sense. They have far more in common than either of them may have realized, and for as different as Chloe had convinced herself they were, they are also very much the same.
She understands him in a way that she's never understood anyone else, even more here in Wonderland than she had before. And maybe he is the Devil, and maybe he has done things that she can never really grasp, maybe he hides his true self inside of him for fear of scaring people away. Maybe he is broken.
But to Chloe, right now, he's perfect. She raises her hand, brushing her palm over his cheek gently. ]
Neither of us are who we were before, I guess. But maybe that's okay.
[ She lets out a sigh, finally moving forward to him, her eyes fluttering shut as she presses her lips to his. ]
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They both lost their fathers, in different ways. They had both fallen from grace; her after Palmetto, him in a more literal sense. They have far more in common than either of them may have realized, and for as different as Chloe had convinced herself they were, they are also very much the same.
She understands him in a way that she's never understood anyone else, even more here in Wonderland than she had before. And maybe he is the Devil, and maybe he has done things that she can never really grasp, maybe he hides his true self inside of him for fear of scaring people away. Maybe he is broken.
But to Chloe, right now, he's perfect. She raises her hand, brushing her palm over his cheek gently. ]
Neither of us are who we were before, I guess. But maybe that's okay.
[ She lets out a sigh, finally moving forward to him, her eyes fluttering shut as she presses her lips to his. ]