Jan 28, 2015
isembardx { x }
❝For what we’ve done—there’s no redemption left.❞
He kneeled in front of the church pew, a rosary hanging from a clenched hand. He stared at his wife from his peripheral—knowing if he even dared to look he’d be disappointed in himself for harboring his guilt onto her. ❝You’re regretting everything, aren’t you ?❞
"I'm not."
( She didn't regret her actions, not like she thought she would. Regretting them would mean regretting Bard and she loved him too much. Crossing her legs, she raised her head high. )
"I was just thinking - what if we have kids one day? What do we do then?"
