#tasya

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"I want to be with you, that’s all, and I want the court to continue to recognize that.”

“With… me…?”

“Live together. Go on trips together. Argue over which pastas to buy for dinner. Do our own thing a lot of the time, gods know we both need our alone moments. Sit quietly in the same room, reading different books, not speaking. Support each other through the important things. Relentlessly make fun of each other for the petty things.”

“You want to be friends.”

“I want to be with you forever. Call it friends, if you want. It doesn’t really matter to me. I just want to be partnered with you, as long as I can. I want a loveless marriage, and I think you do too.”

“You don’t know… I’m unreadable. You don’t know what I want.”

Tasya leaned forward. “Tell me, then.”

Rowan blinked. Rowan swallowed. Rowan considered the fact that no one had ever really asked what she wanted before. Rowan had a very brief, very controlled mental spiral about that.

Rowan, said, “I want a cat. If we do that, I mean. The cat is non-negotiable to the whole package.”

“Obviously.”