Ada hiccuped into the silence. He did not love her, could not love her, would not have her... What was she to do with all this love? This torturous, unwanted love he would not accept? How could she bear it? The answer came to her quite suddenly and a violent compulsion to obey it set in almost as quickly.
"Then there is nothing left for me but to end my life." It might have been funny had she not said it with such resolute conviction. The love potion was making it impossible for her to accept what she was hearing and her romantic tendencies were being blown wildly out of proportion. Perhaps a tiny part of her addled mind was also hoping the threat of her demise would bring out the romantic overtures she so craved from him.
"Then there is nothing left for me but to end my life." It might have been funny had she not said it with such resolute conviction. The love potion was making it impossible for her to accept what she was hearing and her romantic tendencies were being blown wildly out of proportion. Perhaps a tiny part of her addled mind was also hoping the threat of her demise would bring out the romantic overtures she so craved from him.
