The night deepened, hiding the final traces of twilight. The last few snowflakes drifted on the cool breeze, while the clouds that shed them parted, revealing long stretches of starlit sky. A few explosions rippled through the stillness, yet those, too, became less frequent, until the night fell completely silent.
Luke held me through the passing hours. Neither of us dared to speak, to replace the words that still lingered in the air.
I love you.
Just remembering sends thrills, chasing shivers down my tail. I looked up into his eyes, biting my lip, but his gaze was far away, lingering on the horizon. He absently caressed my thigh with a light touch. I felt like I could sit there forever, basking in his warmth. Did he feel the same way? Or was he just exhausted after a week of constant running and battle?
"Stop worrying," Luke murmured, looking down at me with a gentle smile. "I love you. That's not going to change in a few hours, especially when you're looking at me like that."
