*sat up quickly, his brows furrowing in concern as he cupped her face with both hands*
Erudian Belgot /ML
Via, my love, what are you saying?
Vianne Slyvister / FL
Erudian, do you think I’m that weak?
*pushed his hands away*
Vianne Slyvister / FL
Do you think I can’t handle your stress? Do you see me as nothing more than a fragile doll? A Doll Queen you need to protect all the time?
Her words hit him harder than he could have imagined, and he felt like the air had been knocked out of him. He opened his mouth to respond, but she continued, her voice breaking.
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