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The front door creaked open, and Eva blinked in the dim light of her flat. Azure blue eyes scanned the unfamiliar figure in her doorway. It took a moment for recognition to dawn, followed by shock. "Rory? What the hell are you doing here?" Aurora lowered her gaze. Her fingers picked at the hem of her worn black cardigan. "C-can we talk? Please? I know you probably think I'm the last person you'd ever want to see again, but I... I had to come." Eva's shoulders stiffened. For a long minute, she simply stood there, torn between slamming the door in Rory's face and the ache in her heart at seeing her ex-lover. But in the end, love always won. "Fine. Come in, then." She backed away, allowing Rory to step inside the cramped one-bedroom flat. Ptolemy meowed from his perch atop the bookshelf, tail swishing curiously at the visitor. Aurora took in the space, a twinge of nostalgia piercing her chest. So little had changed — the faded turquoise walls, the tattered oriental rug, the hundreds of books and scrolls piled haphazardly on every available surface. It was like stepping back into the past, into happier memories she'd spent the last year desperately trying to outrun. "I miss you,''Rory said quietly, not daring to look at Eva. "Every single day. I know I screwed everything up. I was stupid and afraid, and I ran away because I didn't know how to handle losing you. But I can't keep living like this, never seeing your smile, hearing your laugh, feeling your arms around me..." Eva's emerald eyes shimmered with unshed tears. Unbidden, her hands balled into fists at her sides, fighting the urge to reach for Rory, to hold her close and never let go. "You expect me to believe that after everything? After the way you left, with barely a word? Just vanished off the face of the earth?" "Please, Evi, I'm begging you to forgive me. Forgive me for not being strong enough to fight for you, for us. It's up to you. I-I don't know what I thought I'd say when I got here, but I... I wasn't lying before. I miss you desperately. My heart feels like it's been ripped out without you in it. If you gave me the chance, I'd spend every day proving to you how sorry I am and how much you mean to me." Eva found herself drawn into Rory's eyes, into the desperate sincerity she saw there. And suddenly, she was listening, really listening, and absorbing the sound of Rory's voice. For the first time in months, she felt a glimmer of hope, a stirring in her heart. "I don't know, Rory," she murmured. "When you left, it was like a part of my soul went with you. It tore me apart, and I... I don't think I can just let you back in without any guarantee that it won't happen again." Rory shook her head fiercely. "It won't. I swear to God, Evi, it won't. Because I want you. I need you. In my life, in my arms, in my dreams. You are the only person who has ever made me feel truly whole, and without you... I'm just a empty, broken shell, going through the motions." Slowly, Eva reached out, her fingers brushing across Rory's knuckles. "Promise me. Promise me that if things get hard, you won't run. That you'll face it with me, by my side, like we always said we would." "I promise, Evi. On all that I am, I promise. I won't let you down again. If you'll have me, I want to try. I want to start over, to build a new future together. I know it won't be easy, but I want it. Want you. With every fiber of my being." Eva's eyes crinkled at the corners as a tentative smile formed on her lips. She withered under Rory's loving gaze, letting the truth of her own heart spill loose. Already, she knew she would relent, would take that leap of faith and wrap her arms around her girl. Strictly for EVI's sake. Because her heart wouldn't—not couldnt — endure another day without Rory in it.