Fleming's words had barely faded.

The light in Esmeralda's eyes dimmed, and a lump caught in her throat so suddenly it almost hurt.

She couldn't quite put her feelings into words. It was as if nothing was technically wrong, yet every detail stabbed at her heart, one after another.

She hadn't expected Fleming to say "It's gone" so calmly.

As if it was nothing. As if it never really mattered.

But he knew exactly how much it meant to her-how hard she'd worked to get it back for him. He'd always known.

Back then, Fleming would look at her with this complicated, helpless expression, gently ruffling her hair. "What am I going to do with you, huh? You really think this will help? Look at you-running around, getting yourself into trouble for me."

She'd always just grin, proud of herself. "It's how I show I care. If I put my heart into it, maybe God will notice and keep you safe."

She could still remember, clear as day, that there had been a softness in Fleming's gaze, even if he wasn't the sort to show his feelings easily. In those moments, she'd felt something different—something almost tender—from him.

But now, her little token of good luck was gone.

Esmeralda stared at the new trinket dangling from the rearview mirror-a lavender rabbit charm. For a long time, she said nothing, even after Fleming seemed to think the matter was settled.

Finally, she spoke, her voice quiet: "Can you take it down? I just... I don't really like it. It doesn't suit you."

she didn't ask who

knew, but she didn't

made her

glancing at the little purple rabbit out of the corner

the question back at her,

understood what he meant. He didn't want to take it

probably making a mountain out of a molehill. Maybe she was overthinking it,

just like brother and sister. She was probably the only one

shake the

And yet...

to notice her

lips together, looking away, and finally-almost bravely- asked, "Fleming, do

He frowned, as if the question had

look at her, his brow

Esmeralda with a bitter taste she couldn't

feelings that needed to be addressed were

what he said. What else

brushed

She exhaled quietly. "Okay."

The car fell silent.

that he and Esmeralda weren't the type to get caught up in

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