Do you love him? The question had been on the tip of his tongue for days, on the verge of being spoken and yet, every time, when faced with his own fiancée on board Barbossa’s ship ( which were instances few and far between; she seemed to be keeping her distance ) he swallowed it back down again. Was it too SELFISH of him to ask? For all that he and Elizabeth had been meaning to get married before all of this, a lot had changed since then – and besides, the man in question was dead. They may still yet rescue Jack Sparrow from Davy Jones’ Locker, but Elizabeth had taken his self-sacrifice harder than anyone else. Surely it would be cruel of him to dredge all of that up while they were otherwise preoccupied with saving him.
Still, he knew that he needed something to get conversation flowing between them; in a matter of weeks it was as though a WALL had come up between them, silent, steadfast and utterly unbreakable.
‟ Do you think what Tia Dalma says is true? Do you really think Singapore holds the key to bringing him back? ”
the sentence had run through her head more times than she could count, her own voice echoing within the depths of her mind. it was often accompanied with the accusations that jack had not voiced, but that her own conscience provided: he’s gone because of you. his blood is on your hands. no one will forgive you for it. what had been done for the good of everyone involved now ate away at her, the guilt threatening to swallow her whole with each passing day. it was a terribly heavy burden to bear, one that she refused to share with anyone else, both for their benefits and her own. in truth, some part of her feared their reaction, feared what they would say or how they would behave if they discovered the truth.
and no one’s reaction concerned her more than will’s. each day that had passed following jack’s death had expanded the chasm between herself and will, making even the most general of conversations difficult to endure. elizabeth had done all she could to avoid being alone with him, a decision that undoubtedly only made things worse. it tore away at her to do so, to feel as though the wall between them was one of her own making, but being unable to fix it.
❛ i don’t know, ❜ she responded quietly, gaze focused on anything but him. i hope so. elizabeth didn’t vocalize that thought, knowing that it would only make matters worse. ❛ although i certainly have no reason to doubt her. ❜ she took a deep breath, letting it out slowly, eyebrows rising just slightly. ❛ in any case, i suppose it’s our only chance. ❜
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