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For a year, she pinned from afar. For a year, she watched her in class, with her friends, with the Prince, thinking they were together. For a year, Darcy watched Jane blossom in their magical school.
For another year, she pinned, but this time it was so much harder. Before, it was a fantasy. That year, as they became friends, her pining became longing. A longing for someone and something she thought unattainable. Darcy would never be good enough for Jane.
But a new year started, and Jane invited her to the Mabon celebrations.
Maybe she was enough after all.