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❝You say you’re fine, I know you better than that.❞
( meme. accepting !! )
THECARRIAGE BUMPS along the road, horses’ hooves clack-clack-clackingagainst the cobblestones. Amidst the jostling, she reaches up topress a pin back into place against her dark curls. Anatoly sitsacross from her. Silent, contemplative. She feels a little guiltyhaving left the party so early, and that he’d insisted onaccompanying her ( to ensure she’d gotten home safely, or so he said). She absently rubs a thumb along a crease in her gown, smoothingout the wrinkle, when he finally speaks.
Sheholds her breath. He doesn’t continue. Corinne wants to snap. Thevery notion that she does, discourages her from doing so. It isn’this fault. She’d never dare speak of it. Not to him. Not to anyone.But especially not to him. What would he think? She wouldn’t exactlycall them best friends, but he was certainly someone she appreciatedthe company of, and she didn’t want to jeopardise that. The fact he’dassumed she wasn’t finehas her wondering if people had been talking.
❝Anatoly—-❞shechooses her words carefully, ❝ifwe were alright all the time, we wouldn’t be very human, now wouldwe? Please… don’t worry about me.❞
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*sits on anatoly*
❝ мой любимая жена ❞ the look he gives her is close to religious, worshipping hands drift from the small of her back to resting thighs, lingering there as he brings his face closer to his lover, nose to nose now && a proud smile growing on cold lips. ❝ the night is growing old , and i must inquire why you are still very much awake. ❞