Tied Together
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The sound of his name being called had him jumping. He had grown more confidant, that was true, but it was still easy to startle him. It would take longer than a couple months to get him to stop seeing Amy everywhere, prepared to take him back and toy with him. Taking a deep breath Hadley collected himself, turning around. He blinked with surprise as he saw Isa standing there. Isa? He looked around, realizing how close he'd wandered to the place where they had both lost their memories. Sheepishly he grinned at her, running his fingers through his thick shaggy hair, starting to grow out from the short crop it had been in.

His manner was still submissive, but his posture was relaxed, more cheerful in how he felt. Hey. Wasn't expecting to see you out here. His eyes wandered over her, surprised at her short hair. It had looked nice long, decorating her form and framing her shape. The short hair seemed to fit her just as well though, if not better. It certainly fit her strength, the scars on her face now open to be seen. It wasn't hidden, but it held no shame to it, just like the scars Hadley bore. He didn't bother covering them up, finding it a bother and rather pointless. It looked like they had both changed during the time apart. You look beautiful. Hadley blushed, glancing away. I mean, well. You look well. What was he saying? He didn't want to take the compliment away from her, not when she was beautiful.


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