What are we going to do, Ayden?" she whispered, glaring up at me.
"I don't know," I confessed. "But how about we burn that bridge when we get there?"
"I thought it was 'cross' that bridge?"
I lightly poked her in the eye and she laughed. "No. We're burning bridges. Crossing is so overrated." I smiled and touched the corner of her eyes, captivated by the iridescent blues.
"I think I like the sound of that," she whispered.
"Yeah?"
"Yeah.
— Nadège Richards
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