scout i hate you

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Of course she was there to see Robert. Meet Alice. See what he'd done with his life. And she did, and it made her smile, and it made him smile, and miraculously, thankfully, she got on well with Alice, no jealousy –

But this was something else.

No one saw this coming.

Not quite like this.

No one was stopping it, either. They laughed at it, at first, Robert calling it an infatuation, Alice calling it something she couldn't put her finger on, and they didn't think that their son was actually serious. They figured the way he gazed at her would wear off.

It didn't.

And, nestled in bed, he ran his fingers through her hair, gently. Ran his fingers along her ribcage, kissed her neck. Held her close, noting that she wasn't as solid as she had been before, trying to ignore it, saying, "I want you to stay with me always."

"I think that I cannot," said Eliza.

Fabian wouldn't have that.