“No…no, you…milochka…” she croons softly, a faint smile on her lips. “Darling… I am the lucky one.” She says with a soft amused huff. “I don’t- I don’t deserve you, but god, I love you, Kate Bishop…”
She reaches up to cup her cheek in her hand. “And I am so terrified of that.”
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Date: 2023-06-09 09:46 pm (UTC)She reaches up to cup her cheek in her hand. “And I am so terrified of that.”