When her lips leave his, the air around them is immobile. Everything freezes for a second, their eyes locked. They exhale two simultaneous puffs of breath.
Images from her day – a burning candle, a ghost, you don't take risks, Emma's blue blouse, green apples, you feel things with your whole soul, his eyes darting towards Roland after he's given away her heart. Time travel. Don't let anything hold you back.
One instant.
An arrow across her chest, a realization.
I found you.
And then, he goes crash their lips together again, and she forgets it all, and the fire crackles.