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lotte karsten {christine daaé} (still_lotte) wrote in bellumlogs,

"You should be." She knew she wasn't thinking straight, being scared always did that to her. Her body shook under his hands and though she tried to step away again, she couldn't. Her hands fell to her sides, hanging limply as he seemed far too close to her. "You're not supposed to be real, you're not supposed to be here"

It was one thing to babble in fear and another while he was pleading with her. Lotte squeezed her eyes shut, not wanting to look at him. It didn't need to be vocalized that she'd never leave unless she promised. She remembered that line of reasoning, explaining it to...someone. A friend. The only way to get away was to come back.

Her hands went to his wrists, uselessly trying to pry them off of her shoulders. "I'll come back - and I'll sing only for you. I promise." She didn't sing anymore; it was the easier promise to make.