Chapter 207: More than one mystery
Considering the emotional weight of that island and house they sat in, Arabella believed there was more than lack of tact on his part whenever he’d voiced his concerns or ideas so clumsily.
"What do you mean voluntarily?" he insisted.
"I am sorry, I shouldn’t have said that," she shook her head.
"We just had this conversation," he started, "I’d like you to be comfortable enough to speak your mind, especially around me,"
"Would that be wise?"
"And why wouldn’t it be?" that entire time, he never let go of her.
"Perhaps our ranks in society would have mattered less if I was a vampire, but I am not,"
"That matters very little to me," he said.
"I realize that," she marked a pause during which her fists clenched, "But our whole dynamic relied on the fact that you were seeking answers as to what made me special, about the reasons the Mirari did not affect me only to discover that you were curing me from it all along. Our entire interactions were based on this foundation of me doing my best to remain in line and you... Trying to figure my secret out and now, you’ve finally unraveled the truth. Things will be different,"
"Things can be just as we wish them to be," his arms bound her to him harder as though fearing she’d slip through his fingers if he didn’t hold on tightly enough.
"Not for someone like me or... Ada,"