No, I cannot resist
Marcus was right. He thought about this. But it didn’t make her any less anxious. Like any other young girl, Margot was deeply motivated by the approval of her father. While she had always gotten it, surrounded and even drowned and unfailing and steadfast love, she was so worried to disappoint him. She didn’t want him to think that she didn’t want to be like him, but the shadow and memory of their mother was there in every corner of their home and she just wanted to feel close to her again. "But what if he is mad that we’re not choosing Vi?"
Every time your gravity has a hold on me
