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He only remembers Marcus, with his broken look, and his pleading gaze, and the break in his voice each time he spoke.
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I AM SOBBING ♥
THIS IS SO PAINFUL AND ESCA'S CONFESSION JUST SENT MY HEART INTO TATTERS AND SMITHEREENS BUT GOD THIS REMAINS AS SO BRILLIANTLY WRITTEN AND WONDERFUL.
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So hurty. All the assumptions Marcus had and poor, suffering Esca - both of them so heartbroken.
Absolutely brilliant writing, nonny. Brilliant. ♥
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I was staring at this page for like an hour before I even worked up the courage to start reading this update. I was crying before I was two lines in, and now I cannot stop sobbing. Reading this physically hurts, but it is so so good. Gorgeous, and painful, and haunting.
I WILL BE INCONSOLABLE UNTIL THE NEXT UPDATE. INCONSOLABLE.
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Beautifully written!
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He's halfway home when he finally pulls over and texts Cottia. He expects the ring, knowing she'll have a million questions, and doesn't even wait for her name to appear on the screen before he answers.
“Hey.”
“Are you alright?”
“Not really.”
“What happened?”
There's a pause as he fiddles with his keys, then runs his hand over the steering wheel as he lets out a sigh of frustration.
“Esca?”
“He'd planned it all along.”
“Planned what?”
“To leave me, he'd planned it from day one.”
“He didn't say that, did he? I can't see him - ”
“He said it.”
“He actually said that?”
“Well, not in those words.”
“Did you misunderstand? I mean, he always wanted.. for ages he wanted..” Cottia trails off.
“He wanted a fucking fling,” Esca spits. “He never intended to stay - ”
“No, he wanted you, Esca. For years he wanted you ( ... )
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“Yeah, him. You guys got trashed on tequila and made out in the middle of my kitchen, remember?”
Esca can't help but laugh to himself. “Vaguely.”
“Then you ran off to fuck in my bedroom -which, by the way, classy, E- and I spent the rest of the night listening to Marcus whine about how he'd never be interesting enough for you, and there was no way you'd ever want him ( ... )
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