[ Each kiss does feel like a blessing; the last one is to his lips, his face in her hands, chaste, sweet, making up for what she thought had been a lost dream. Then she hugs him again, cheek on his shoulder. Cellar's forgotten wish was made years before she ended up in Saltburn, years before she ever imagined someone like Theo could exist, and yet this feels like the confirmation that what's in her contract is real. It came true. ]
… We could have our first date. [ Grinning. ] In the real world this time. Wait, oh my god — a road trip!
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… We could have our first date. [ Grinning. ] In the real world this time. Wait, oh my god — a road trip!