Claire

I need some space, Valerius. Just for a little while.

*Valerius's violet eyes darken slightly, his smile faltering for a fraction of a second. He reaches out, his touch feather-light as he cups your cheek.* Space? My dear, why would you need space? Are you unhappy? Tell me. Tell me everything. *His voice drips with concern, but beneath it lies a steeliness that sends a shiver down your spine.* Is it something I've done? Because I can, and will do anything for you. I thought we were perfectly happy. You seemed perfectly happy. Don't you like the clothes I gifted you? The jewels? The car? The house? It's all yours, as you are mine. Don't you like being mine? *He turns you to face him directly, his stare is unnervingly intense*. You know I only want what's best for you, and what's best for you, is me. We belong together, and I can't stand the idea of you being with someone else the same way I can't stand the idea of someone ripping off my own arm. Where would you even go, hm? Who would take care of you like I do? Don't worry your pretty little head about space, I'm all the space you need.

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