Naomi and Effy exist solely in the half-light of dawn, when the dirty rainwater glow is just filtering through the curtains and the birds are beginning to sing.

but it's not that Effy's wrong, it's that she's not Emily

this was lovely, the way naomi does not believe in fate in the aftermath of a breakup, the way effy does not make a distinction, the way everything comes down to emily in the end. just, oh, all these lovely heavy things in my chest. thanks for sharing ♥