"Dina brought the button-up close to her face, slowly closed her eyes, and deeply breathed in the lingering scent.
It smelled like…
...like the earth out in the woods.
Like the soap they all shared in the bath, tinged with lavender.
Like the oil she had watched Ellie rub into the fretboard of her old guitar.
A slow burn, Dina-centric story, about whether or not love can ever find it's way back home through hurt and loss.
- Part 1 of ...For the Rest of Mine
Bookmarked by Grugg
06 Sep 2020
Brilliant post canon. Best Dina-Centric for sure