{{{rose}}}

 

    ❝As to what, Hyperion?❞ 

She heard what he said, she wasn’t deaf. She also knew what he meant,
and that was where she wanted to draw the line. But, she couldn’t. Rose
knew this was something she cannot avoid anymore. Perhaps it was time
to get off her high horse and actually confront her personal feelings. But,
how? For years, she was able to avoid this. Maybe that wasn’t the best choice,
but it kept Rose going.

    ❝Hyperion… I… I’m trying to wrap my head around this…❞ 

    The name hurt the most . She was the only person to address
    him by his middle name , and rather than feeling a connection ,  
    the way he’d hoped , it just felt distant . Hyperion . Ugly name ,  
    really , and he wanted to get past it . It was a childish reason for
    moving on ; he knew it . But it fueled his courage to continue the
    conversation as nothing else had ( and now he disliked the name
    less , if it could incite this power for him ) .

 ❝Rose , I – I like you . I don’t really know how else to put it , dear ,  
 I like you . And it’s okay if you don't , but could you just tell me one
 way or the other ? Just let me know .❞