MAGRITTE
margritte - would you rather fall in love once and have it last forever (while wondering if there was something better) or have many relationships (but never settle)?
love? simply hearing the word sent tremors racing up and down her spine, and all she could do to cushion the discomfort was press her lips together and drop her gaze. of course, only his gaze burned itself in her memory, intensely staring as if awaiting the answer. love - yes, she had felt it once upon a time ago, when she would have been convinced had someone told her that her life was indeed a fairy tale. but no, she could not bring herself to think about that all again. not now, not in the presence of another.
a blank yet earnest gaze raises itself up to meet that of the man before her. “either way, wouldn’t it just all hurt too much?” if it was going to hurt, what was the point of it at all? a grin creeps onto her solemn expression, instantly bringing back the spark in her complexion. “why are you asking? think you might be my soulmate?”