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"Suddenly she was imagining that smirk in other situations, so much closer to her, as Yellow reminisced with her about something unimportant, her hand in Blue’s, her body pressed against her.
What?
What—was that?
What could it mean?
She was close to Yellow, of course, as close as to Pink and White, but this was entirely new. This was confusing, and, if Blue was honest, frightening. It felt…not wrong, but somehow forbidden.
But it felt…warm.
It felt good."
Blue Diamond's pearl doesn't know many other pearls. But she loves this one.
Series
- Part 3 of Peaks and Mountains