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If I Loved You
Suppose I was to say that I’d marry you?
You?
Ah, you wouldn’t go marrying a feller like me, would you, Miss Grace?
Yes, I would, if I loved you.
But you don’t.
No, I don’t. But I can’t say I know much about love at all, Mr. Martin. Doubt I’d know even if I did. You wouldn’t go holding that against me now, would you?
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Not ever, Miss Grace.
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Hi, I love them. My babies 🤍 I haven’t drawn Grace and Rolo hardly at all so far this year. I need to fix that 😭
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Daydreaming
Not so much daydreaming as she is sleeping with her eyes open? Grace is someone who struggles at night (both with her own health as well as nightmares), so it’s not uncommon to find her passed out in strange places at strange hours. It’s not uncommon for her to doze like this, either, her mind asleep for the moment while her body remains awake.
Marry me…?
Dr. Christian Devereaux is a man obsessed with wealth and power. He’s a manipulative snake who managed to convince Mr. Constantine he was good for his daughter (before the man was brutally killed). Now, with the fragile heiress of a massive fortune practically sitting in his lap, he makes his first move towards wealth.
Thank god Grace isn’t that stupid.
Grace Amaryllis Constantine
When she has enough energy to be outdoors, Grace loves taking walks through the garden and enjoying the flowers, sometimes she’ll even take a book and read for a bit in the sunshine. Unfortunately, getting outside is easier said than done with her health the way it is, as even the shortest of outings is enough to take the wind right out of her lungs.
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It’s been a little bit since I’ve drawn Grace 🤍 her story is still in development, but her weak health and tired eyes never change, poor thing.
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Grace, my baby girl, doesn’t actually have any sort of villain arc. It’s not really that type of story. But it’s always fun to imagine what that might look like if she did :3 I wonder what pushed her over the edge?
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The Light and it’s Shadows
Hi. My baby girl has trauma.
After being accused of her parents brutal double murder, Grace was institutionalized despite being innocent of the crime. For almost two years before her story starts she has an entire hospital gaslighting her into believing she slaughtered her family, so she’ll falsely confess to a killing she never committed.
When she does, she can be officially deemed insane and become a ward of the state, meaning her father’s massive fortune would go to the hospital to cover her ‘care’. Of course, this hospital isn’t planning on actually caring for a sick girl and just wants the money for awful reasons, so they isolate and slowly drive her crazy with ‘therapy’ by electrocution until she’s broken down enough to fess up.
Yeah hi, it’s awful and there’s a reason I don’t say much about this part of her story.
“If you weighed my heart, Rolo Martin, it would be too heavy to hold. Like a keg of iron.”
“I don’t think that’s true.”
“How would you know? You don’t have to carry it around like I do.”
“I think you feel more than anyone else ever could. You’re just so used to shouldering the burden yourself it no longer matters. If I offered to share your heart, to take some of this weight from your shoulders, would you give it to me?”
“No.”
“Why not?”
“Because that would be cruel of me.”
“Then I will carry you and your heavy heart wherever you’d like instead. You’ll have a moment to rest while I hold the burden for both of us.”
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