' i know you tried, i know you tried to fight them to keep it, but i'm not mad - it's okay.... ' her hand would find it's way to his own, digits locking around his own tightly. she really wasn't mad, yeah it hurt that something that was so important to her father was gone, but what mattered was that they were alive, and they were going to find a way out of here.

           【 Hooded eyes remain fixed on the metal beneath his feet, unable to make himself look at her despite her forgiveness. Her fingers entwining around his only made the weight in his chest grow and his heart constrict even more.

               The watch had become a rock for him to hold onto — something to keep him grounded despite everything that they’ve gone through. It kept him believing. And now it’s gone. Just like that. 】

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                                         ❝ No, it’s not.

                — I’ll get it back. I don’t care what I have to do; I’ll get it back. ❞


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