A Moment of Vulnerability

" Flora, can we talk — just you and I, down from all those prying eyes?" Adrian asked, his voice guarded as he bent forward, his eyes searching for hers in the murk of a vacated corner of the base.

Flora replied vocally but guardedly." I have been staying for this moment, Adrian. Too long has it been since we sat then and spoke actually."

Adrian swallowed," Every day, I bear these regrets on my casket like a weight. I flash back the days when we used to speak our ...