Note: okayyyyy...Well, distraction complete. Now let's see where Sophie and Rae go now...THE BATHHOUSE! WHAT? TO EARLY! true love...maybe...
Chapter 12
Rae POV
She was more beautiful than any person I had ever seen. I knew she would never love me, she was too good, too pure. Even after everything she had been through, she still held herself together. I had heard of all the things The Neverseen had done to her. Some even gloated about it. But those people were gone now. And thank god, because just the thought of someone hurting her made my blood boil. My hands sparking a little, and the distant sound of thunderstruck.
That boy, Fitz, I think, was an idiot. To betray someone like Sophie Foster was like crushing a beautiful rose. She was very delicate looking, like lace, or porcelain. And a porcelain mask is what she wore, cracking with every tear that glistened on her cheeks. Sophie had shoulder length golden blonde hair. When we were close I could see golden flecks in her emotion-filled deep brown eyes. She was a couple inches shorter than my average height of 6'2.
We could never be together. There were no rules in The Neverseen about dating or marriage, but Sophie was The Moonlark. She was special, she was different. She was everything I wanted to be. But I was on a mission, I was a soldier, not a lovesick Romeo.
No, I reminded myself, I am the lovesick Romeo.
I led Sophie to the bathhouse and showed her where everything was. I bowed to her and started to walk away when a hand grabbed mine. Warm sparks shooting through my hand. Sophie pulled me back to her.
"Thank you, Rae."
She was so close. Then I turned and walked away, mentally punching myself.