daphne greengrass is [bulletproof];; (daphne__g) wrote in wished,
"I'm honored that you apologized," She replied rather bitterly as she shook her head. Fingers toyed a bit more nervously around that necklace as she fell silent. Daphne was in shock that this was happening, how could she be so naive to think that she could keep up this life? As he mentioned being married to Nikolas, gaze looked down at the large ring on her finger. Her own anger was rising as he tried to pin this on her, try to blame her for not marrying him. Daphne didn't want to marry Nikolas, she didn't want to be forced to do something that her parents wanted. She hated what her life had become, but was it so wrong to find those tiny moments of happiness? To try and be tolerable of Nikolas and try to embrace the idea of being married. Thumb dragged over the large stone on her finger as she bit down on her bottom lip and attempted to blink back her tears.
"You think I wanted it this way? It didn't have to be this way, Blaise." She hissed through clenched teeth as she stared vehemently outside. The beautiful country side was a blur in her gaze as she could only feel and see the anger rising in her. "You had your chance, you didn't take it, and this is what has happened. I'm married to someone else, and all you want me to be is miserable with him." The tears were threatening to spill down her cheeks as she finally turned to face him, "I didn't want this just as much as you didn't, if not more. You're not the one that is now bound to another name. You're not the one that is bound to certain duties as a wife and a daughter." Her voice was rising in tone as she attempted to swallow tears that were pooling in those stormy blue-green eyes.
Daphne was always upset that Blaise never made his move sooner. She knew that even Astoria was a little disappointed that he didn't marry Daphne. She knew that if her mother knew exactly how close she was with Blaise, she would have shoved down her distaste for him and tolerated him a little more. She knew that her mother arranged that marriage assuming that Daphne had no chance with anyone on her own. Her mother didn't know how close she was with Blaise before the arrangement was made. Daphne was still upset that it took him so long to say those three words. That night in Greece only made her more upset to think about, because she knew no matter how much she loved him, and how much he loved her they couldn't be together. It was too late for a proper relationship between them.
She wanted to say more and her mouth was opened to speak, but what Blaise said silenced her. Staring at him in awe, her mind began to race. She wasn't prepared, she didn't know what to say. Instead, she stood stock still, her stare blank and that wall that she was attempting to throw up around her slowly crumbling once more. "Don't..." She finally managed to mutter, fingers twitching slightly as she took a step back from him. "Don't..." She repeated and shook her head, tears finally breaking loose and rolling down her cheeks, streaking her skin with kohl.
"Don't do this." She pleaded, with him. "Don't make me choose."