( when a person changes themselves to fit someone else’s standards they sometimes lose awareness of how incredibly interesting and endearing they are. this poem symbolizes the peak of an awakening notably one that is deceived )
Hannah: *Staring deeply into space and softly whispering to herself* I have always wanted to be with him. A thought that lingered like the scent of his favorite dish–..
Owen: *Mixing cake batter* Hannah? Are you okay?
Hannah: Oh, I’m sorry..*Wipes the warm tears that slowly rolled from her eyes* I believe I drifted away there for a second…Can I make you some tea?
Owen: Now, you know I make the stuff around here. *looks down at his batter*
Hannah: Oh? Is that so? I can tell considering how happy you make me *chuckles softly*
Owen: *Looks at Hannah vertically (up and down) as both of their eyes meet* Seriously? I make you happy?
Hannah: Ofcourse! If I may say, you make me just as happy as Dani does to Jamie.
*Both Dani & Jamie stops giggling at the table and looks over at Hannah and Owen*
Jamie: *Screams* Aye, stop flirting over there you two!
Owen: *Chuckles and looks back at Hannah* Look who’s talking
The Haunting relationships → Owen Sharma and Hannah Grose
I loved you, Owen. I should have told you. What a life we could have had. Oh, Owen, wouldn’t it have been wonderful? I prefer it here. This day with you. I know, love.
Thinking abt how Dani tends to walk at super speed everywhere and Jamie tends to saunter much more slowly and how they’d have to hold hands if they were walking anywhere together to achieve a speed equilibrium