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Post by Lady Norrington on Jul 10, 2007 13:37:06 GMT -5
"No, Erik... I still love you, no matter what you look like," Megan whispered, pondering the irony of that sentence. "But you don't love me, and that's what matters now."
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Post by Erik on Jul 10, 2007 15:57:15 GMT -5
*Erik heard her words without really registering them, while absently in the back of his mind he knew that he, too, had been induced to give Christine up--for a time, only.*
"I must go to her," *he said, and left the bedroom.*
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Post by Lady Norrington on Jul 11, 2007 14:07:53 GMT -5
As much as it saddened her to do so, Megan nodded. This was for the best, she knew it. He loved Christine just as much as- probably more than, really- Megan loved him. And it was canon besides.
Still, she reflected as she went to the piano in the parlor, that didn't make it hurt any less.
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