LORELAI.

e͟x͟i͟s͟t͟s in her dreams; where aesthetic visions breathe, and commerce bows, but lo͟s͟t in devotion to ALASTAIR． 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 #flaventia

[LORELAI. @slc_emy]

✎ᝰ. Thank you so much for having me. 🩷☺️

[LORELAI. @slc_emy]

“Especially during this time of your recovery.”

[LORELAI. @slc_emy]

She drew a long breath and sighed. “You know that I love you, right, Alastair? I should never have done that to you. And I promise you this time, even if I have something to do with work. Just say the word, and I will do anything for you.”

[LORELAI. @slc_emy]

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Oh, Alastair.
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[LORELAI. @slc_emy]

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“Can you imagine how bloody mad that was?”
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[LORELAI. @slc_emy]

“I should have been suspicious from the very beginning, when the calculations I had made suddenly went wrong——FOR ALMOST ALL OF THEM——with excuses that made no sense. Problems kept arising, even in the smallest of details. It didn’t even make sense.”