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“What do we say when someone gives us something, Helena?”
Her tone was miles larger than Helena was, than she could ever dream of being. Above her head, the question floated; imposing and waiting. Harmony had surrounded her in mind and spirit, and all Helena was missing was her body.
She squeezed her thighs together without thinking, and whimpered at how it made every muscle in her stomach jump.
“Thank you,” Helena said, voice shriveling.
or: harmony is the closest thing helena has ever had to a mother.