[ The smile that follows the slump of his shoulders doesn't go unnoticed and she frowns even as she's tucked carefully into his arms and brought close to his chest again.
Of course she had been disappointed in the response, but that didn't mean that she was disappointed in him. Just because she had already tempered her expectations, had been half expecting him to hesitate because she's convinced his feelings are for Claude - someone who is vastly deserving of his affections, didn't mean that she faulted him for it. She no longer had the energy to play a woman scorned despite what her jealous, wanting heart urged her to do. ]
Stop that. You're enough, Sylvain - it's me that isn't.
[ She shifts herself up the mattress so she's eye level with him. Despite the unwavering resolve in her gaze, the pleading look still remains. ]
Please tell me what it is. It's important to me. You're important to me.
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Of course she had been disappointed in the response, but that didn't mean that she was disappointed in him. Just because she had already tempered her expectations, had been half expecting him to hesitate because she's convinced his feelings are for Claude - someone who is vastly deserving of his affections, didn't mean that she faulted him for it. She no longer had the energy to play a woman scorned despite what her jealous, wanting heart urged her to do. ]
Stop that. You're enough, Sylvain - it's me that isn't.
[ She shifts herself up the mattress so she's eye level with him. Despite the unwavering resolve in her gaze, the pleading look still remains. ]
Please tell me what it is. It's important to me. You're important to me.