Elliot

I clutch the pocket watch in my hand letting the cool metal press against my palm as a memory floods my vision.

“What are you doing?” Clare asks.

“Immortilzaing it.” I say, pushing the pin down into my grandfather's watch to freeze the ticking of the slim hands.

“What are you talking about, El? You know sometimes you're as confusing as a salmon swimming downstream.”

Clare scrunches her little nose and her eyebrows twist up.

“This moment, the moment I was sure you're my mate. I want us to remember it forever.”

Her face melts into something between happiness and awe. “You feel it to?”

“I’ve always known it...