Eleanor:
“I know that you don’t like celebrating your birthday. Natasha told me your reason…”
“Then why did you…?”
“Open the box, Killian.” I said, stopping him. My heart raced against my chest and I knew when I first came here that this might hurt him, but if I could face my fear and pain, and if I could stand strong to start fresh, then so can he. His eyes hardened, but he took a deep breath and did as told.
He frowned in confusion at the sight of a small album, it was what Natasha, his mother, and I could find of both him and his sister. Their pictures growing up, and it ended with the surprise that I wanted to give him.
His heart raced, and his hands shook as he looked at the pictures, and it took everything in me to stay still in my place as I forced myself not to walk toward an
