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The thing about being trapped in some sort of weird-as-hell stasis field is that it gives one time to think. Too much time to think, all things considered. Liam’s already been doing enough thinking, and not enough doing. Too much playing-it-safe, not wanting to screw things up, too much time not spent telling Sara how much she means to him.
How much he loves her.
The realisation should hit him like a tonne of bricks, but it doesn’t. Now that he stops and thinks about it, he realises he’s been exponentially falling in love with her since the first time they met, the first time they spoke, and it’s far too late to stop now.
He loves her. He whispers the words underneath his breath just to try them out, thinks he can see Cora throw him a glance out of the corner of her eye. He doesn’t care. Says it again, just to be sure. It feels right.
SAM’s ‘reboot’ takes, and Sara reawakens with a shuddering gasp.
He loves her.