[ She feels the urge to ask him to take her with him, to throw away all that she's been born into and everything she's strived towards. And she feels a foreign, different sort of concern for those stationed beneath her. It's not that she doesn't care or think their treatment unjust but she knew that was just the way of things and to challenge the status quo was reckless, dangerous.
Her brow furrows and her hands move to his chest. ] Fuck. [ She lets out an uneven breath of her own.] Please be careful... I can't be with you but my heart is.
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Her brow furrows and her hands move to his chest. ] Fuck. [ She lets out an uneven breath of her own.] Please be careful... I can't be with you but my heart is.