glitter in the sky, glitter in my eyes.

“The difference between you and every girl here, topolina, isn’t that I’ve slept with you, it’s that you’re so very good, you would never hit me, no matter what I did. Every other girl in the world, inside this house and outside of it, they would jump at the chance.” Bump, bump went their noses as Eloisa tilted her face to the side, as if studying Sylvie from another, new angle. “That’s what makes you special.”