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「ςecilia → ℎooke」 ([info]cecilias) wrote in [info]valesco,
It didn't take long for her to realize that she'd said the wrong thing. She had been honest, and it hadn't been as bad as the other reason why she was so uncomfortable, but Cecilia knew that this sinking feeling of guilt that came with his words couldn't be right. Frowning, slender fingers played in nervous habit with the silver necklace--an old Valentine's gift from Evan, although she would never tell Cael that--hanging at her collar as she looked out at over the rest of the gathering.

It wasn't like he had done anything wrong to bring her here. Although he had certainly tried his best to get her to come, it had been her decision, and she didn't want to make him feel like she didn't want to be there. She did, but she didn't at the same time. It seemed like that's how everything in her life was at the moment: one big, confusing tangle of emotions that she couldn't sort her way out of for the life of her. Cecilia had admittedly been many places in her life that she would not have wanted her parents to catch her, but usually she was both very intoxicated and not a second away from being burned off the family tapestry. Now that she was, doing what she wasn't told was no less than terrifying.

"I'm sorry," she apologized, tilting her head back towards her companion. "I understand I'm being difficult. I've just never---" she sighed. "I've done millions of things to upset my parents in the past 21 years. I've drunk myself senseless, partied until I passed out in the arms of unfamiliar men, gotten a tattoo, been a royal pain in the arse, turned my nose up at tens of suitors just to frustrate them... but I have never knowingly gone out anywhere with a halfblood they've forbidden me to see."

As much of a minuscule transgression as that may have seemed to him, it was the biggest one she had made to date. "I'll get over it, I just need some time."


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