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“I love you. And I am yours. Only yours.”

“No, nobody is worthy of her. Nobody. And yet here I am, begging.” Erato met the amber gaze head on for the first time since climbing the stage. “When they clamour for your attention and your skill, for what you can do for them… I am here to tell you that my life is for you. I’ll give you my every day. I’ll spend all of them worshiping you. Cherishing you.”

“Some things don’t work out, not because we are not enough, or too much. Some things don’t work out because others are on their way.”

“I will, Muse, I will please. Patience…”

Abby Craden saying “Darling” in that low, velvet-dipped voice with just the right edge of affection or command or smirk should be its own trope at this point.

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