Love Me Like You'Re Losing Mind
Ch7:The Library of Glass
When August came to her house
August
(surprised)
Why is your living room full of… us?
Elowen
Welcome to the Library of Glass
August
That doll’s wearing my coat. The one from the market
Elowen
You smiled like you’d swallowed sunlight that day. I didn’t want to lose it
August
And this one—he’s holding a notebook?
Elowen
The night you cried reading me your story. You thought I didn’t notice.
August
I… I don’t remember that.
Elowen
I do. So I stitched it in silk and glass.
August
Elowen, this feels… like too much
Elowen
No. It’s what love looks like when memory slips through the seams. When threads fray, I catch them
August
What if I fade completely?
Elowen
Then I’ll still set two teacups out. Talk to your porcelain. Love your echoes
Elowen
No. But it’s what’s left when loving someone means holding every piece—even the ones that forget you
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