“Do you ever think about me?” Quinn fiddled with the handle of her coffee mug nervously as she awaited Rachel’s answer. She secretly hoped for the answer to be ‘yes.’
“I would be lying if I said that I didn’t. So yes, I do. Just about everyday.” Rachel said quietly, biting her lip and looking down into her own black coffee as well. She could feel the tension increase.
“Why?” Quinn’s heart raced, should she be this nervous? After some thought she determined that, talking with her ex-lover, the only girl she’s loved and the only one she would ever love, asking her these dangerous questions…yes, she should be nervous. Rachel inhaled slowly and looked into Quinn’s hazel eyes with a sorrowful gaze.
“Perhaps because you promised me the world and then left me to take it by myself.”
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based off of Kelsey’s and Tams’s twitfic
