"Tell me you don't feel anything for me, tell me it's all in my head and I will walk away." He whispered softly, his lips almost brushing hers. "I- it's not that simple." Evangeline uttered quietly, her eyes dropping to his lips briefly before meeting his piercing stare once more. "Four words, Evangeline, that's all it would take, I would be the better man, I would walk away, if you asked me too." His voice was strained, his eyes locked on hers. "Four words." "And if I can't bring myself to say them?" She held her breath as she waited for a response. "Then I'm all yours Evangeline, even if you aren't yet fully all mine." - A Bridgerton inspired Harry Potter AU fic, set in 1813, London. Coming soon....