She twirls around in his arms, he pulls her closer, & I’m internally squealing.

I want them to go farther. But not too far. I want the scene to close at the cliffhanger where you can only imagine what they’re doing behind a closed curtain as the busy room next to them covers their actions.

I want her brother, her half-demonic brother, to stay as far away as possible, & then even farther.

& I so badly want her mom to wake up. Please. She’s alive, she just needs to wake up. So her daughter will have a mother still.