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So Mira sinks further into the bed, slows down her breathing as she listens to Rumi’s soft inhales and exhales, as the weight and thickness of the blanket begins to warm her sore muscles and she finally begins to relax a little. She likes this. The calm sort of quietness she only ever manages to achieve, to properly feel, within the presence of the other two. The way she knows they’re both there, can feel their souls flickering over the bond between them and the Honmoon humming beyond that – how that alone makes her happy. To be around them. A moment long, she dares to hope that this is what waits for them once the Honmoon is golden . “We could just ask her.” The words break the silence between them – Mira raises her gaze and finds that Zoey has abandoned her phone in favour of staring at Rumi, her fingers squeezing the fabric of the blanket, as if she was trying to stop herself from running them through Rumi’s hair, instead. “I know we said we would wait, but… but what if we just asked? What if we just told her? What if she said yes, Mira?” – .˳·˖✶𓆩𓁺𓆪✶˖·˳. – (or: Little moments in which Mira and Zoey realised how much they loved Rumi.)

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