"My darling... I will see them all pulled apart for what they have done to you..." Jiaoying rubbed her great love's head obsessively, the tears in her eyes a never-ending stream.
Yari couldn't care less about her missing hair at the moment. She was only worried about her loves.
She could feel, in their touch, that they were exhausted. The blood spattered along their clothes only helped to show why.
For some reason, both looked different than when she last saw them. Jiaoying looked older, stronger, and... even sexier. Solomon had been given much the same edge, but it was as if he'd aged five or ten years in the time they'd been apart.
She couldn't imagine what her absence had done to him. His normally purposeful orange eyes were black, still, and obsessive.
Every time he looked at her wings or bandages, his heart seemed to break within his chest.
Though their reunion was supposed to be sweet, ignoring the heartache was next to impossible.
