It was perplexing for Padmé when she did realise she’s fell in love, because that was never meant to happen to her, just everyone else and their fickle partners and dates and break-ups - but not her. She was a senator, after all, she had more pressing matters to care about than some blue eyed boy, but he wasn’t like anything else she’d seen before. He was like no body else, flawlessly idiotic and caring at the same time, like that one she read in the novels, hidden in away in her personal library, the one who doesn’t get the girl (and she spends the rest of the book wondering why not). The man in front of her was not the same man she fell for. He’s staring at her, venom in his eyes, hatred seeping around him as he so obviously believes the lies he’s telling her. Her memories aren’t all intact, yet, but something is there. She sees it dimly, she merely remembers finding him… her hand touches her throat, a muscle memory working its way to her.
“— I told you from the beginning, our lie would consume us. But you’re too far beyond my reach if you think that I would want anything to happen to you, Anakin,” her voice is hoarse, on the verge of weeping and yelling. “I wanted you to quit the order and live on Naboo.” As he’s turning away from her, cloak billowing and golden eyes peering at her, not the blue she so adored, she has a heart wrenching realization. She’s afraid. She’s afraid of him. Afraid, because, she knows, when she turns away, that will be the final reprieve for the couple. And it isn’t time, it’s not dramatic intentions. This time, there’s nothing she can do, no work they can bury themselves in, no apology note to leave outside her apartment door with the remnants of his broken, defenceless heart. When she turns away, that will be all for the two. The tears start, they well up in the corner of her eyes and stream down her rosy cheeks. Somehow she’s always found his tears easier to clean. Somehow his arms are warm enough for two. Until they’re not. She moves further from him, defensive and ready to flee back to her apartment. There’s nothing but an unsustainable urge to leap forward in time, gather up their days like rosebuds, great baskets of days and weeks of nothingness- and trade them in for a single hour by his side again. For love, she’d do anything- But she can’t.
As Padme spoke, refusing to concede; anger and rage cultivated in what felt like another volcano waiting to erupt. His yellow and sinister eyes kept their glance pierced on her. Clenching his teeth together, a strenuous grunt fell from his throat. Anakin gyrated his body around, as he drug his feet from side to side while circling around the female in almost a terrorizing stance. Spine-chilling silence filled the air between the two. The sith quirked his head to the side with his lips tightening. “Quit the order? Stop lying” His voice rose again in fury. “ I told you long ago that I was tired of our deception and didn’t care if the council found out about us, but it was you who insisted we keep it secret.” The words fell from Anakin’s throat in a resentful tone. Though Anakin had never blamed Padme for wanting to keep their relationship a secret, he had grown tired of hiding or jumping when one would enter their home unannounced. [I told you from the beginning, our lie would consume us. But you’re too far beyond my reach if you think that I would want anything to happen to you, Anakin.} With the words leaving her lips, guilt filled his body. Anakin’s yellow hues withered back to their blue tint and he steadily halted his movements while carefully watching his wife.
The man’s frame was now immobile. No words were spoken for a prolonged moment, instead, he just stood there in silence. Anakin could hear Darth Sidious’s words overplay in his mind, “if they are not with you they are an enemy of the empire”. Though he knew that to be true with most, he still couldn't entirely wrap his mind around Padme being an enemy of his. He had loved her since he was a boy and when he learned of her was pregnancy, that was the happiest day of his life, next to marrying her of course. Before Anakin could speak again, he noticed Padme taking a step back. The man’s eyes dropped for a moment as he glanced at the ground below his feet. Moisture filled his hues as a small teardrop streamed down his cheeks. “I met one who said to be our son.” The man’s words were choppy. “I disregarded it at first, but he like you, is very persistent. Kind” The words fell in a weak whisper. “ Everything I’ve done is for you and you betrayed me” The anger began to return to his voice, only this time it surrounded by pain and hurt.
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