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Emily's POV
You can breathe again.
Spencer words echoed in my head. I listened to her, literally, taking a nice big breath. I inhaled Spencer's scent, a mix of coffee and sweat, which was now intertwined with one of my favorite smells, chlorine, from her time in the pool. It was intoxicating, and I took another breath, just to smell it again.
My eyes locked on Spencer's. She was normally so careful about her emotions, unlike how I used to be, wearing my heart on my sleeve. Spencer had always been afraid to be vulnerable. Right now, her control, while still in place, was wavering, her emotions pouring through her eyes like a waterfall, though she shed no tears. And why would she need to? She was happy, happy that I had spilled what I had considered to be my biggest secret. She was happy she had made my walls crumble, that I had let her in to what was once open territory, but had long since been blocked off to visitors.
I knew that she cared about me, I could see it in her eyes, and staring into them, I swore she could see straight down into the very deepest parts of my soul. My eyes darted to her lips, for a mere second, before reconnecting with Spencer's eyes. In that second though, I had wanted them, I wondered what they would feel like on mine. I pushed the thoughts out of my head. It didn't matter. I knew I was only thinking like this because Spencer was helping me get back to the old me, the one who felt, and therefore because she was the one who was caring for me, I felt for her. It made sense. Plus, Spencer was straight, I knew that, everyone knew that, and even if she weren't there was no way she'd be into a mess like me.
Spencer's POV
Emily took a deep breath, then another, before finally bringing her eyes to meet mine.
The way she looked at me, I can't remember anybody looking at me like that. Not even Toby had looked at me the way Emily was looking at me right now. Her gaze was filled with a love had never seen in her before. Her eyes gave off a respect for me that I'd never known anybody to have.
I couldn't help but wonder if this was why she had been trying so hard to push away her emotions before. If on some level she might have some feelings for me, and, given that she had believed that it was her love that had somehow caused Alison and Emily to be murdered, she had thought that she had to become that numb shell she had been in the past few months in order to save me.
I saw her eyes stray for a moment before fixating them on mine once more. I wondered what she was thinking, and found myself hoping that she was thinking about me.
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