‘ i don’t even know what i’m looking for, anymore, ’ book is shut with a loud thump, the man leaning back into his chair, pressing the hilts of either palm deep into his eyes. stars splash behind lids, and he only opens them again when they begin to sting. needless to say, finley is tired. and frustrated. and losing hope the longer he searches for his father. remembering sera was in the room then, fin pursed his lips, slightly embarrassed by his outburst. ‘ sorry, i, um... i just need a break, i think, ’ taking a deep breath, finley stands and makes his way to grab a glass of water. ‘ i feel like we haven’t made any progress. i’m starting t’lose it, ’ @locketheartfears.









