oh holy shit i don't know what to do or say or think i love you to bits and i'm sure i'll head over to ao3 and gush some more tomorrow but for now let me just spam you with adoration and awkward theorising because it's 1am where i am and i barely have the brain to appreciate this wonderful end here

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so 'haytham' has been captured alive (but i guess wounded and has pretty much given up) and so connor has a chance to heal and piece together his fragmented mind. charles, i guess, committed suicide. spado was such an adorable detail, i had a bit of moisture in my eyes and i am not the type cry at fic.

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this was well worth the wait, and if the future epilogue has anything to do with connor's recovery i shall await it even more eagerly than i am already :3