[ Clarke doesn't think it's really Madi at first. Any little girl will sound like Madi, look like Madi; it's all she can ever think about when they're separated. Is Madi OK? Is she doing everything I taught her to stay safe? That doesn't make it real.
When she turns, she stops in her tracks and blinks a few times. Dark braids. A face so stupidly adorable you just want to squish it. ]
Madi?
[ She takes a tentative step forward, water rippling by her feet. Then she's sprinting to meet her halfway, the rainwater splashing everywhere from the force of her steps. ]
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When she turns, she stops in her tracks and blinks a few times. Dark braids. A face so stupidly adorable you just want to squish it. ]
Madi?
[ She takes a tentative step forward, water rippling by her feet. Then she's sprinting to meet her halfway, the rainwater splashing everywhere from the force of her steps. ]
Oh, my god. Madi.