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Julian…was at a loss for words.
It seemed like, in this moment, nothing he could say would help. So he stayed silent.
🩷- “Darn, Jules, I…I’m so sorry..”
In response, he just squeezed her hand, shaking his head lightly to say that she didn’t need to be sorry for anything.
There was almost an air of pity in his deep eyes. Valentine felt sick.
When he finally spoke up, it was in a hesitant whisper.
🖤- “I…I just want..you.. to be happy.”
🩷- “Right.”
He knew what that meant. That single, closed off, final “right.” God, he hated when she got like that. Like she was done talking when there was so much to discuss.
He just pulled her into a hug. Little did he know, that hug was exactly what she needed in that moment. No looks of pity, no words of compassion, no apology, could ever possibly compare to the soothingness of that hug.
She fell asleep like that, leaving Julian alone with his thoughts. He just stared down at the sleeping figure in his arms. She was like a goddess.
Fuck, she was the prettiest thing in the whole world…But it hurt so much that…that she regretted something that was so amazing.
Julian just hugged her tighter, breathing in her scent.
Subconsciously, he thought that maybe if he held on tight enough…nothing bad could ever happen to them.
What a stupid thought.