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Letting out an indignant whine of frustration, she closed her eyes and looked upward, knowing this was just going to blow up and neither one of them was going to see where the other was coming from, so she'd just have to cave- like usual. "Fine," She managed in a hoarse whisper as she pulled away from him. Why he would bother to hold other people's opinions in such high regard, over just trusting her, would never sit well with her, but she was just going to deal with it. Quietly and without complaint, like he apparently wanted her to start living her life. Everybody was already judging them for eloping in the first place, one more strike to the tally, the last one apparently, wouldn't send everybody over the edge.

"I'll just sit on the side and look pretty if that's what you want. I'll just hide away in the library all day so I don't cause you any more trouble." There was a really cruel statement about the annulment on the tip of her tongue, but she held it back because she wouldn't hurt him like that, nor would she have really meant it, and would have regretted saying it. Hot tears threatened to spill and thank goodness it was reasonably dark in the room as she moved to gather her pillow and throw blanket from the nearby chair. He acted as if he was the only one who was negatively impacted by this, like his goddamn job was the end all, be all of everything. Febs knew it was important to him, she really did and she'd always put it first up until now, but just once, just once, she'd like to not have it thrown back in her face. It was like he didn't even remember the person he'd fallen in love with was impulsive and independent and a whole host of other things, things he'd once said he'd admired about her, that she couldn't just change overnight.

Was tonight a brash decision? Yes, absolutely, but she wouldn't change it and she'd handle the aftermath again, just like she was already doing, but she was done with this conversation for tonight. "In fact I think I'll start now, goodnight Love." She paused to kiss his cheek as she attempted to sweep by him out of the room.




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Aftermath - by February Umbridge - November 11, 2018 – 2:14 AM
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RE: Aftermath - by Edric Umbridge - November 11, 2018 – 3:23 AM
RE: Aftermath - by February Umbridge - November 11, 2018 – 3:37 AM
RE: Aftermath - by Edric Umbridge - November 11, 2018 – 4:07 AM
RE: Aftermath - by February Umbridge - November 11, 2018 – 4:27 AM
RE: Aftermath - by Edric Umbridge - November 11, 2018 – 5:11 AM
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