Cut my losses

Twig was confident in her relationship with Corvus, he could have given her a long list of once lovers and she wouldn’t have bat an eye. She loved him, and she knew that he felt the same way for her. Especially right now in this moment with her weakness laid bare for him to see. Would he think she was to blame for losing their children? Surely he wouldn’t spurn her for this? Twig’s anxiety spiked as she spoke. When she finally lifted her bright purple gaze to his she saw the same pain and confusion inside herself. Despite everything she felt more connected with him in that moment than any before. They shared in the sudden grief and loss that brought about thoughts of guilt and blame.

He breathed her name and then she was in his embrace and her emotions were renewed. Her heart felt broken, she felt inadequate, nothing was right. Nothing was right but the man who held her tight. Corvus didn’t push her away, he held her close and he mourned with her. ”Corvus,” she managed to utter his name, rooting him to the spot and making it all so real. They hadn’t planned for this, she hadn’t expected to start a family, but no matter she still felt the loss of it.

”I am too.” She whispered softly as she buried her features into his neck and shed more tears. ”Did I do something?” Twig knew he had no answers, but uttering the question brought a sense of relief almost. ”Is there something wrong with me?”