"No, she couldn't. Nor could she stand that I wanted a life with you. A real life, far away from Allerdale. That-- that is when she killed me."
He lifts his hand to touch the faint scar underneath his eye. He has others on his chest - the wounds that killed him.
"I didn't think she would ever hurt me," he murmurs. He hadn't realized that in Lucille's mind, if she couldn't have him then no one would. A chill slithers down his back.
"I'm so sorry, Edith. I should have left with you from the depot. I should never have taken you back to Allerdale."
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Date: 2016-06-09 04:21 pm (UTC)He lifts his hand to touch the faint scar underneath his eye. He has others on his chest - the wounds that killed him.
"I didn't think she would ever hurt me," he murmurs. He hadn't realized that in Lucille's mind, if she couldn't have him then no one would. A chill slithers down his back.
"I'm so sorry, Edith. I should have left with you from the depot. I should never have taken you back to Allerdale."