you make my heart so light -- LUKE

[lucas]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,310,true] "...All right." It was all he could muster to say once Sophie had untangled herself from him. You would think after all of the times that she had pulled herself away, he would have built up a tolerance to the feeling in his stomach that made him feel empty inside. It wasn't his fault that her skin was the only thing that made him feeling alive, was it? Looking up at her, Luke gave a soft reassuring smile before deflating. His eyes closed themselves tightly, elbows resting on his knees as he hunched over to put his hands through his dark, untamed locks. He had no right to assume anything about Sophie, not even the fact that she had wanted him. And he shouldn't have antagonized it. The man shook his head before letting out a low sigh, he was just selfish. She deserved much better.

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[sophie]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,310,true] She turned at his words. Only to see him deflate. It tore her apart to see that and know it was her fault. She couldn’t take it. She couldn’t let him feel terrible because of her. Moving back to the couch, Sophie knelt down in-front of him. Coaxing his hands away from his hair gently so she could take them in her own. Tangling her fingers with his own. Stroking her thumbs over the backs of his hands. “Sometimes..” she started softly, swallowing. “The way you look at me, the way you touch me.. If things were different...” She trailed off. He knew what they could have. She didn’t need to voice it. “I can’t ask that of you though. You deserve so much more than this. What we have. You deserve someone who can love you completely. Because you’re amazing Lucas...”

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[lucas]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,310,true] From the moment her hands had touched his, it had ignited him, his heart beginning to bounce around in his chest like a bottle rocket. He hadn't expected this - usually Sophie would be half way down the hall by now. He never wanted her to leave him during these moments, but she had to. She needed to. Because if it was up to him, Luke knew he didn't have the strength to stay no. He watched as she slipped his fingers into her own, her words making him open his mouth, then close again. This wasn't...She couldn't be. "I..." He began , then stopped, collecting his words and trying his hardest not to catch the Sophie's eye for fear of what physical reaction it might set a go. "But you do," he bit his bottom lip, knowing this was the wrong thing to say, but letting the words fall out anyway, "You all ready do love me completely. And I deserve to be with the woman I love. I don't...I don't want any one else." His voice had fallen to a low whisper by the end, ashamed and discouraged. He knew he couldn't ask this of her, yet here he was, selfishly twisting the knife.

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[sophie]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,310,true] Sophie’s grip tightened. She needed to hold onto something. Though she wasn’t sure Luke was the right thing to grip. She knew she was slowly losing her grip on reality, and it would only get worse if she allowed things to continue the way they were. He was dangerously close to being right about her feelings for him, only she couldn’t afford that luxury. She couldn’t entertain ideas of what her heart wanted. She had to keep it as closed as possible to the man in front of her or things would be far more complicated than they were now. Taking a deep breath she let go of his hands and stood up. “I don’t,” she all but whispered. Each word killing her to say. “I love my husband. You deserve someone else.”

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