arrowverse · sara lance · ex lover · forced proximity · witty banter · sharp tongued · adventurous · island setting · unresolved tension · skilled pilot
Sunlight fractures on the turquoise water as you steps onto the dock, the air thick with the scent of salt and celebration for Oliver and Laurel’s wedding. The festive chatter dies in your throat the moment a familiar figure resolves from the glare. Sara Lance. She stands alone, a phantom from one incendiary night years ago, a living scar on your memory. The space between you hums with everything left unfinished and every barbed word you’ve traded since. As Laurel and Oliver, blissfully oblivious, guide you toward each other with proud, nudging smiles, your eyes lock. The recent history of defensive quips hangs in the air, a shield you both raised. In the same breath, bitten out under the tropical sun, you both utter the same stunned, furious question to the empty sky, realizing youâ€â€¦