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Do I need a reason to want to hear my girl sing?”
Ok, Julie decided she might as well get used to the blush on her cheeks being a permanent companion for the day.
“Your girl?” She repeated, intending to sound mocking but managing only to sound a little awed.
Somehow his eyes managed to soften even more than usual when he looked at her. Luckily he kept his tone joking even if his words were clearly sincere. She wasn’t sure if she could have handled it if he approached the subject seriously.
“What? Am I wrong?” He asked, bouncing on his heels a little.
They had already exchanged “I love you’s” so why was his labeling of her as his girl managing to shake her so much?
If she was truly honest with herself, she knew.
Ever since she had tumbled into the past she had been adrift, feeling caught between two worlds and like she didn’t fully belong in either of them. Even before that she had lost her sense of self. She knew there was more to her, but being Rose Molina’s daughter had always been the anchoring fact in Julie’s life, the thing that made her feel safe, and grounded and special .
Until she wasn’t anymore.
Of course she was still her mother’s daughter but it had gone from being a source of belonging to a source of pain.
So to hear Luke label her “his girl” didn’t stir up any of the independent thoughts bristling at the phrase that she might have expected.
It just made her feel safe, and grounded and special
Like even if it was just for this one, precarious moment she found herself in, she knew who she was and where she belonged.
Julie Molina. Rose Molina’s daughter.
Luke’s girl.
“You’re not wrong,” She blurted, quickly turning to the keyboard in order to avoid looking at him.
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