Darcy and her father return back to their old stomping grounds of New York City. With her, Darcy brings habits of being reclusive. She is perfectly content spending most of her time within the walls of her father's café and sees nothing wrong with t...
also, was listening to this song over and over while editing. it's an english version of the opening song for fruit basket. i think some of the lyrics fit chris and dary perfectly in this chapter:
"oh please, i wish that we could stay like this. 'cause whenever you are near, i can feel a warmth within my heart. promise you won't let go, even just a little hope"
"can you stay here, just until my heart can heal"
"there's so much light in you"
just wanted to share! it's so pretty. and you know what else is pretty? mY NEW COVERS thanks to @dysanic. she made me three and was so lovely in helping me make matching, beautiful covers for all of my stories. darcy on this cover, jessica on atw's cover! go give her some love! and enjoy this chapter, i think you will <3
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I kept my head down.
My umbrella was useless. It was doing a particularly awful job doing the one job it was specifically designed to do, which was to prevent bad weather from soaking me to the bone. Somehow, without my notice, there were several cuts and holes in my umbrella's green material. I scowled up at it, only to flinch immediately as a drop of rain landed in my eye. But this wasn't just rain, it was that gross in-between state of rain and snow. A busted umbrella surely wasn't going to help me now.
