I would fall from grace just to touch your face
"As you should." Maeve drawled, a smirk curling on her lips as she continued to play with Edmund as he squirmed and babbled happily in her lap, kicking out his legs and waving his hands in the air.
Her smirked faded and she sighed heavily, "I do too. I'm not sure we'll ever fix things between us. That we'll ever be more. Edmund being here now just makes it harder. Especially when I seem them together. Locke is so good with him and it just makes me love him ever more than I already did, but I know that nothing will come of it. Come of us." Maeve couldn't help the way her expression fell, brows drawing together at the ache in her chest, feeling that pain all over again. Lucky for her, Ray was there to pull her thoughts away from Locke and the fact that their relationship was most likely doomed for eternity. It's fine. She'd never settled down. She'd never have love. Perhaps she could find herself satisfied with other things. Perhaps not, but at least she had Edmund now.
"Not too much. I've been trying to regrow my hair out for some time after the incident with the tar pits, but I could use a little trim. I actually need some of my own hair for the quest. So it's not without ulterior motives on my part." Maeve explained, watching as she drew out various implements, setting them well out of reach of Edmund.
Her smirked faded and she sighed heavily, "I do too. I'm not sure we'll ever fix things between us. That we'll ever be more. Edmund being here now just makes it harder. Especially when I seem them together. Locke is so good with him and it just makes me love him ever more than I already did, but I know that nothing will come of it. Come of us." Maeve couldn't help the way her expression fell, brows drawing together at the ache in her chest, feeling that pain all over again. Lucky for her, Ray was there to pull her thoughts away from Locke and the fact that their relationship was most likely doomed for eternity. It's fine. She'd never settled down. She'd never have love. Perhaps she could find herself satisfied with other things. Perhaps not, but at least she had Edmund now.
"Not too much. I've been trying to regrow my hair out for some time after the incident with the tar pits, but I could use a little trim. I actually need some of my own hair for the quest. So it's not without ulterior motives on my part." Maeve explained, watching as she drew out various implements, setting them well out of reach of Edmund.
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