Self-imposed lockdown isn't something I ever thought I'd do. It's either that or face my papa and Viktor.
Papa isn't so much the problem as Viktor is. My life with him, those few nights in the cabin after our engagement before I was sent away, seem like a lifetime ago, and yet, seeing him yesterday brought feelings back I thought I'd buried. I still care for him; that's clear. But it isn't what it was before. I don't really know how to explain it. What I feel for Eoin is stronger, deeper than anything I felt for Viktor, even back then. Yet, part of me wants to hear what he has to say, wants to hear him try to explain his choices. Not because it will change anything but because I want to be able to close that chapter of my life, and I don't think I can without an explanation.
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