Emrys gritted his teeth behind his lips, working hard not to visibly scowl. He didn't want her to be accommodating; he wanted her to listen, to actually hear what he was trying to tell her, but he knew he couldn't ask for that. She didn't understand and he couldn't force her to. Maybe she never would.
He was going to make her desperately unhappy. He hated himself already for it, but he couldn't apologize or begin to make amends when she refused to acknowledge that it was even a possibility. Here she was, vowing to give anything for him — to carve out whole pieces of herself in order to be accommodating — when all he wanted was for her to be happy. She was going to make herself miserable for his sake, and there was nothing he could do to dissuade her from that path.
He let out a long breath. "If I die before you, don't sell my shipping business to your father," he said in a half-hearted attempt to lighten the mood.
He was going to make her desperately unhappy. He hated himself already for it, but he couldn't apologize or begin to make amends when she refused to acknowledge that it was even a possibility. Here she was, vowing to give anything for him — to carve out whole pieces of herself in order to be accommodating — when all he wanted was for her to be happy. She was going to make herself miserable for his sake, and there was nothing he could do to dissuade her from that path.
He let out a long breath. "If I die before you, don't sell my shipping business to your father," he said in a half-hearted attempt to lighten the mood.
Lou made this! <3