"I met a boy..." Ariadne said, wondering about the crack in his voice, and if it meant there was some kind of escape in his past, as well. It endeared him to her, but then... she always felt a little endeared to troubled boys. She rested her hand on her chin, and smiled at him, the smile a little sad. "It's not a very happy story, really. I did some things I am not proud of, but I could see no other choices at the time. And after we left the island together, well, we weren't together very long. Not a happy story on anyone's part."
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