"It's three in the morning and all I want is your lips on mine. It's the same as yesterday at dinner, and last Thursday at noon."
"You need to stop."
"It's the same as every hour, every minute, every second since I've met you."
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ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴡᴀɪᴛ ᴀɴᴅ sᴇᴇ
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"WHAT?" LORA COULDN'T BELIEVE what she had just been told. The wedding was being pushed up? Six days from now she was to be wed, sent off back to school as a wife only to return back to a foreign home where her belongings would be waiting at the door.
She had just turned seventeen, just figured out that Sirius's mind had been erased of their relationship.
Her voice was weak, broken and raspy from having cried about her past lover only a few minutes before. She had stepped back, the news feeling like a blow straight to the gut and knocking the wind straight out of her.
Her mouth opened and closed in attempt to form words, "how? Why? What? We had time. I was supposed to finish my sixth year," she rambled, thoughts hardly being able to finish forming. Her eyes scanned all of the parents, landing finally on Sebastian who grabbed her hand and gave it a gentle reassuring squeeze.
"This is outrageous," Sebastian stated, turning back to his mother, "we are not going to let you lot dictate when we are to marry the same as you have dictated who we are to marry."
With that said, he pulled Loralie outside and held her close to him, letting her ramble anything that was able to come out as a word. His shirt was getting soaked with tears, but that only made him hold her tighter. His hand cradling her head and placing soft kisses on her crown.
The world had officially crashed off her shoulders and had crushed her under its weight. Every emotion she had ever bottled up in the last six years spilled out in a painful sob, and Sebastian had no idea what to do.
The sound of it reverberated through his body and kept striking his heart as though it was trying to rip it apart. He could barely hear his own words, as comforting as they should have been they were pointless, mostly saying nothing to the air.
Her body shook as her cries raked through every bone, like her body was giving up, weakening with every gasp of air she took. Her knees buckled, Sebastian catching her before she hit the ground and lowering her slowly, keeping her as close to himself as he could.
Evelyn and Charles peered out, rolling their eyes at their daughter's dramatics before offering the Mulcibers refreshments and ushering them further into the mansion in a poor attempt to veil the theatrics happening just outside.
