Okay. So he's totally saying I told you so. He also more than expects her to realize it and call him on it, because that's what they did. Truths couched in the occasional tease, the small smiles that say far more than words ever could. The small smiles that make Oliver wonder what could have been so many times before the night when everything changed.
The night when she'd been stolen away from them all. From him.
But he banishes the thought for a moment when she calls him Ollie, tells him to shut up with a smile in her voice and it warms him to his damned core to hear it again.
Sara. Bright and alive.
Then she's offering him space, giving him an out to process the changes, to process all of the things that she can't tell him. She knows that he needs time, that he needs to digest things. Oliver shakes his head. "No. Right now space is the last thing I need."
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So he's totally saying I told you so.
He also more than expects her to realize it and call him on it, because that's what they did. Truths couched in the occasional tease, the small smiles that say far more than words ever could. The small smiles that make Oliver wonder what could have been so many times before the night when everything changed.
The night when she'd been stolen away from them all. From him.
But he banishes the thought for a moment when she calls him Ollie, tells him to shut up with a smile in her voice and it warms him to his damned core to hear it again.
Sara. Bright and alive.
Then she's offering him space, giving him an out to process the changes, to process all of the things that she can't tell him. She knows that he needs time, that he needs to digest things.
Oliver shakes his head. "No. Right now space is the last thing I need."