[ Oria had said Sinclair was the type to go "all in."
He wasn't wrong. He had fallen in love twice in his life. He hadn't really recognised it the first time; Demian had been a blazing comet, a moment gone before Sinclair could come to terms with anything .
Oria is a bright star in the dark, one Sinclair couldn't help but be drawn towards. He's older now, steadier in other ways. He's looked at himself in the dark and has come out knowing, if nothing else, this one constant:]
Then don't forget this either - I love you too.
[And he leans in to kiss Oria again, eyes shut to hide the tears in his eyes. For now, this was theirs.]
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He wasn't wrong. He had fallen in love twice in his life. He hadn't really recognised it the first time; Demian had been a blazing comet, a moment gone before Sinclair could come to terms with anything .
Oria is a bright star in the dark, one Sinclair couldn't help but be drawn towards. He's older now, steadier in other ways. He's looked at himself in the dark and has come out knowing, if nothing else, this one constant:]
Then don't forget this either - I love you too.
[And he leans in to kiss Oria again, eyes shut to hide the tears in his eyes. For now, this was theirs.]