Rebel, Sera And Natalie __exclusive__ -

“You never say anything,” Natalie cut in, voice low. “That’s the problem.”

For a long moment, the only sound was the city exhaling beneath them. Then Rebel turned, rain slicking their hair to their forehead, and held out a hand—not to save anyone, but to ask: Are you coming? rebel, sera and natalie

Sera took it first. Natalie, last. But she took it. “You never say anything,” Natalie cut in, voice low

“You’re not going to jump,” Sera said, not a question. “You never say anything