NOVIA ALVAREZ // should i want or should i need , should i desire or should i burn ?
OH AND NOW WE WANT
“you’re staring again, nove.”
her head whips around, the smug, too knowing, smirk on her friends lips enough to bring a blush to her cheeks. “no, i -”
“were staring.”
she couldn’t deny it -- she was staring.
but was it her fault that the other woman was so beautiful? that her eyes were piercing, that she couldn’t help but wonder if her skin was as smooth as it looked? could she be blamed for not wanting to miss the moment where those lips would form a smile?
an expression she already knew was breathtaking before having witnessed it (everything about her was -- how unfair, how cruel).
BUT WE ALSO MUST NEED
"you should -”
“i should what?”
it was an argument that the siblings had, had before. a back and forth that had no end, that never made a difference in the grand scheme of things -- novia was too stubborn for that.
too scared for it.
open up, let someone in, be honest.
how could such a practiced liar be honest?
how could a monster be honest?
no, it was better to live the lie, to wear a mask. to pretend. better, safer, easier. the coward’s way out.
but she was a coward, wasn’t she?
yes.