Well-Suited

Well-Suited

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Neither Meg nor Erik had much patience to be toyed with, not anymore, not after everything they had put into the burgeoning boardwalk they hope to make an empire from. When a debtor fails to return on a deal made, Meg demands retribution. The only problem? Their man spends his time at a seedy gambling hall that does not allow women. But Meg Giry has a reputation to protect - rules be damned. Post-PhantomMeg, Pre-Love Never Dies New York City 1905
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"I have realized... it is better to be alone, Meg. The people I love won't get hurt." He whispered to me and then I saw him. The man I know and love; the man torn between wanting to love and scared of it; the man wanting to feel but runs away from everything that makes him feel because he is afraid of losing it. "I learned with Christine that I cannot love, Meg. I cannot love anyone...I only hurt them. And no one can love me. Who could?" "I could." I couldn't believe I just said it. He froze and I just kept talking, afraid the words would stop coming out of my mouth. "That's where you're wrong, Erik. You've always believed that no one could ever love you, all of you, even with your deformity. And yet, I have loved you since I was seventeen years old. You hid yourself behind the "Phantom of the Opera" but I never saw a Phantom. I saw a man desperate to be loved, to be loved not only for his music but for himself. I thought Christine could be the one to finally show you that love since I was so afraid to do so. But not afraid of you but what I know you would say. Christine chose wrong, Erik. I would've chosen you in a heartbeat... I do choose you."

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