You Deserve Me Octavia Page

He steps closer. She doesn’t move away.

Octavia breaks. Not dramatically—just a soft, shuddering exhale. She leans her forehead against his chest. you deserve me octavia

She looks up at him. For the first time, hope flickers behind the exhaustion. He steps closer

(Bitter laugh) Running is what I’m good at. It’s cleaner this way. Easier. you deserve me octavia

Probably.

I’ve heard the stories. I know the reputation.

Too late.