“Jem told me what Ragnor Fell said about my father,” Will said. “That for my father, there was only ever one woman he loved, and it was her for him, or nothing. You are that for me. I love you, and I will only ever love you until I die —”
What if he’s not saying this to Tessa, but someone else because he needs to?
Cause if it isn’t Tessa, we all know he’d be lying.
I’m not saying he can’t love anyone else, I’m just saying that if he fell in love with someone else she wouldn’t be the only woman he’d ever loved.
“You know,” Cecily said, “you really didn’t have to throw that man through the window.”
Her throat ached: adoration, heartbreak, in equal measure. “Kiss me,” she said. “Please.”
I felt the most complete despair and envy of Sydney Carton. Yes, Sydney, for even if he had no hope that the woman he loved would love him, at least he could tell her of his love. At least he could do something to prove his passion, even if that thing was to die.
I would have chosen death for a chance to tell you the truth, Tessa.
Request #427: Will has always been the brighter burning star; with jealousy so hot it melts ice. - [totally an official quote]
Request 425: I didn’t make that rhyme on purpose. I swear.
