@rootedpetals sent (Lucien) an ask //
You pushed me away.
He doesn't turn immediately to look at her as the words drift across the room, feeling like they pierce the very core of his being. Lucien frowns at them, though, like he cannot understand them.
β I-- I gave you space... Was I not supposed to? β Ever since he first saw her, first held her in his arms--first felt the snap of their connection that day-- Everything has seemed strange. What used to make such sense, what knowledge he'd held, all seemed to abandon itself.
Like every step he made, every word he spoke, isn't the right one.
β I didn't want to make you-- I didn't want to make things uncomfortable, Elain. You gave no indication that you wished for my presence, and it wouldn't have been right to force such company on you if it wasn't your desire-- β
