Mia Sheridan

Why did you do it?

I don't know. His expression turned thoughtful, his eyes meeting mine, and then he continued. When you were in the trap, I couldn't speak to you to reassure you. You can't hear me… I can't help that. He looked down for a second and then back up at me. But I want you to see me.

Now you can see me.

Archer, I said, taking his hand and bringing it to my heart, which was beating wildly in my chest. "Do you feel that?" I whispered, using my voice since my hands held his against me. "This is how you affect me. My heart is pounding, because I want you to kiss me so badly that I can barely breathe

I think love is a concept, and each person has an individual word for what sums it up for them. My word for love is “Bree.”

Because doing it made me feel like you were coming back, like you’d be home soon.

love was all about learning to speak a person’s language.

You brought the silence,

The most beautiful sound I’d ever heard,

Because it was where you were.

And now you’ve taken it away.

Only you, only ever you.

then continued in sign so that he would have to look back at me.