Several Sentence Sunday (Buck is still young enough that he goes by Evan for a good portion of this fic)
“Please,” her voice cracked with desperation, “I don’t want to be alone again.”
“I don’t want that,” Evan murmured, the words heavy with guilt.
Ariel reached for his hand, her grip firm and grounding. “Then it’ll be us. Us versus him. We’ll survive and we’ll keep going. Together. We’ll be together.”
Her words ignited a flicker of defiance within him, a tiny spark against the suffocating darkness. Maybe he didn’t know how to escape, but he couldn’t let her down—not while she was still fighting. As he looked into her eyes, he realized that maybe, just maybe, they could find a way through the despair, if they held onto each other tightly enough. They were still young after all so he figured they could survive.
