WYN/BRYN/OPEN | 11:30PM
It was always this fight; always these reasons. And he knew that Bryn would react this way because this is how she always reacted. She always became defensive when talk of her family arose. This was the reason Wyn couldn’t tell her that he loved her..because this fight would hurt so much more if he confessed. “I don’t want you play,” he hissed, some of his ire and disappointment getting the better of him. “But until there’s some resolution, how can we be together? Time and again you’re going to feel as if I am choosing your sister over you. You can’t deny that, Bryn.” He never wanted this for either of them and if he had known just how difficult this was going to be, he would have buried his attraction to the Fae long, long ago. “It isn’t fair to you, or to me. I have never wanted you to feel as if you’re my second choice.” The unicorn’s words were sincere and perhaps a little sad, “I want you to be happy, Brynja and I wish with all my heart that I provided that for you.”