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Kylo is on fire, his eyes dark, his cheekbones carved from glass, everything about him stunning, raw, captivating.
Kylo says, Rey, I love you, and all Rey can think about is that moment on the fire escape, watching a liquid instantly evaporate to a gas. She never knew that she could relate to the crumbling of an entire molecular structure until now.
When water changes to a gas, the molecules go flying apart, no longer able to be contained. Love is like that too. It’s like yanking at a loose thread in a sweater, popping open seams, loosening knots, undoing everything that once held you together. At the time, it feels like a beautiful, intimate opening up of yourself to the world — later, you see the tangle of threads at your feet and realize that while once you were whole and self-contained, now you are undone.
Undone. That’s a really good word for what she has become, an excellent word to convey how Kylo has robbed her of breath and driven her to her knees.