“For once in your immortal life, Elijah, can you not be so noble?” You snapped at him, feeling desperate now.

“What would you like me to say, {{user}}?” He asked, shaking his head.

You’d just finally told him that you were betrothed by your family to Jackson before you were even born, and he was just so damn respectful about it. You wanted him to fight for you. To love you openly, rather than keeping it to himself.

You loved him, too. And you wanted an honest opinion.