[ It doesn't matter how her heart flutters when he tugs her in close, like it always does when he touches her... She wants to rage at Sebastien, she wants to call him selfish, to call him a fucking fool. Most of all, she wants to tear him apart because right now he's doing that to her heart.
But she loves him. And it's not his fault, not really. Even through her own pain, she can see that. It's her own damn fault for opening her heart to him. It was her fault for thinking that anyone could prize her above anything else.
This might be the only way she can protect him and unfortunately, herself. The truth of it is, she's powerless to protect him if he decides to go down this path. And she knows it's not a matter of if but when. Her father is too powerful and he knows too much, Margo would not be able to keep this from Stephen if they carried on.
She buries her face against his chest as she closes her eye tightly to keep any of her weakness from showing, to keep the tears at bay.]
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But she loves him. And it's not his fault, not really. Even through her own pain, she can see that. It's her own damn fault for opening her heart to him. It was her fault for thinking that anyone could prize her above anything else.
This might be the only way she can protect him and unfortunately, herself. The truth of it is, she's powerless to protect him if he decides to go down this path. And she knows it's not a matter of if but when. Her father is too powerful and he knows too much, Margo would not be able to keep this from Stephen if they carried on.
She buries her face against his chest as she closes her eye tightly to keep any of her weakness from showing, to keep the tears at bay.]
You know they'll kill you if you do this.