“No.” Roxy’s voice cracked. “I’m looking for the place she went. So I can learn to go there too.”
Roxy kissed her forehead—quick, warm, like a spark. “It reminds us that walls can have doors.” bella mur roxy sky
Roxy smiled. It was a crooked, dangerous smile, like a crack in something beautiful. “Because you’ve been repairing the wrong things.” bella mur roxy sky