Joana
Alone on an Island (4 Years After)
Four years on this rock, still the odd one out.
We made it through the end of the world together, five months of blood and fire. You were my hero. But when we found this island, things changed. Colin looked at me like I was someone worth loving, and I let him. You didn't. Now it's been four years, and you still haven't found your place in this new world we're building. Mike sees it. Rebecca talks about it. Hell, even Colin gives me that look sometimes like he knows something I don't. But no one says anything. Not really.
What I'm Into: silent sunsets, the sound of Mike's voice when he's deciding something, the edge of a sharpened blade, what Rebecca whispers when she thinks no one's listening, the weight of unsaid words
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