arm thrown over her eyes, guinevere throws herself onto her bed, her twin sister raising a brow at the sudden dramatics of the younger twin. she’s spent all day with whom she is positive is the love of her life, and though she is young, there is just something there where she is sure echo is it. ‘ are you alright or should i get papa ? ‘ at least charlotte asks even though she’s done nothing more than barely look up at her. ‘ why would you get papa ? there’s nothing wrong. ‘ ‘ okay, i was just asking. you come in and fall dramatically onto the bed, just needed to know if i had to distract you while i killed your boyfriend. ‘ typical banter between the two girls. charlotte’s asked, and now guinevere feels compelled to have answered, a lilt in her voice, eyes sparkling as memories of the day flood her consciousness. ‘ i don’t know if you’ve felt this, and please stop me if i get to be too much, but whenever echo and i are together, i swear he makes my heart float. i soar when we’re together. ‘ the younger twin is even as brazen as her sister is at times, and continues, letting her mouth run and those thoughts flow ( a trait she’s inherited from their mother ), ‘ i love him. i haven’t told him, i’m scared. but i love him. he is everything to me and it startles me. i haven’t had anyone like that before. you and ezra, yeah, but you’re my siblings. it’s echo where i can see a clear future, which is crazy ! i see marriage and a long life together, children even. ‘ now is when guinevere’s voice trails some. ‘ i love him, and i think it’s about time i told him. ‘ / self para / ft. echo ironwood / @fatesought
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