ophheliias:
ophelia rushed to hug back, the familiarity of her sister’s arms comforting her. she had been in a foreign city with foreign people for a week and to see someone she knew was a blessing. when the stepanov’s embrace came to a close, nasrin’s questions overwhelmed ophelia. ❝we can talk in detail later, okay ?? what matters is that we found each other.❞ ophelia meant what she said, but she said it mostly to stall. she ran from her guilt instead of facing it.
“ i -- that’s fine. я люблю тебя. ” she released her sister, but only at arm’s length. quickly pulling her back into her arms. “ i thought you were dead, lia --- i, uh, own an herbal shop here. you can stay there with me if you’d like... ”













