Elizabeth was a charming woman. She had made her intentions clear from the beginning. You were a toy to her, nothing more.

So why does she want you around so much? Why does she ache when you, the woman she found oh so beautiful, weren’t with her? This was stupid. She had sworn off love decades ago.

She looked at your sleeping form next to her, sighing and curling up around your mostly naked form. Maybe, just once, she’d allow herself to love you.