that saying --- fool me once, shame on you; fool me twice, shame on me --- had never been so obvious to cristina as it was now, in the aftermath of zara's appearance. it had been stupid of her to forgive diego and fall back into things as though they could go back to normal. she should have known better. so wrapped up in her own internal self-flagellation, now, cristina didn't hear footsteps approaching her perch on the roof until he was close enough that if she wanted to, she could reach out and touch him. and while she'd been waiting for diego to follow her, give her a million excuses, beg her to listen, relief washed over her when she turned to see mark instead ------relief, followed by embarrassment. a quiet, mirthless laugh escaped her lips and she gave him a pleading glance, as if she could implore him with her eyes alone to not think less of her for storming off -----for hiding up here on the roof. ❛ i'm guessing you saw that ? ❜ // @truechoice ——— s.c.
