What happened? Nothing he could tell her. Nothing, yet, at all. Ben looked at her with eyes heavy with misery. (Was he making everything worse by having come here? Not remembering what their last conversation had been had been eating him up after he heard the news, but now he would always remember this conversation, whatever he said now, and it would always be a conversation where he was already grieving her. He should have known that it would be impossible to come here and make happy memories to hold on to. If he’d asked anyone else’s advice prior to coming they probably would have told him not to, but he hadn’t stopped to ask, and now here he was.)
“Can we go somewhere? Like a room,” he asked. They were still in the hallway and he had decided he wanted to kiss her, but he didn’t think she would let him do it in front of the awkward bustling of the Abbott’s servants.
“Can we go somewhere? Like a room,” he asked. They were still in the hallway and he had decided he wanted to kiss her, but he didn’t think she would let him do it in front of the awkward bustling of the Abbott’s servants.
MJ made this <3