“It’s not wine, it’s a fucking burgundy lipstick” she said throwing the shirt at him, anger and hurt clear in her eyes. She refused to cry in front of Lucien, no matter how much the betrayal had shaken her. She had thought that Lucien was a different type of noble, that he would not betray her trust because they were a team.
“I know that lately I have been more tired, that we don’t have as much time alone as we used to but I’d never thought that you’d go to other beds instead of trying to fix things” she said pinching the bridge of her nose “How could you? Barely months after becoming a father?” she didn’t know if she wanted him to give explanations or just to tell Lucien to fuck off. Her head was swimming, she hadn’t felt so out of control in a long time.
"I thought that you were different but I see that all the nobles go to the same school of being..." she couldn't find a right word to define what she wanted to say "I should have known better, learned from my mother's mistakes"
“I know that lately I have been more tired, that we don’t have as much time alone as we used to but I’d never thought that you’d go to other beds instead of trying to fix things” she said pinching the bridge of her nose “How could you? Barely months after becoming a father?” she didn’t know if she wanted him to give explanations or just to tell Lucien to fuck off. Her head was swimming, she hadn’t felt so out of control in a long time.
"I thought that you were different but I see that all the nobles go to the same school of being..." she couldn't find a right word to define what she wanted to say "I should have known better, learned from my mother's mistakes"
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