sttormsofnight

“It’s fine. I don’t mind helping, you know? Besides, it could be worse. All we have to do is pretend to be married when people are around. The rest of the time? We can ignore each other. Depending on where we stay, my place is big enough we probably will only bump into each other around dinner time.” Seth shrugged as he sat down. “What’s scaring you?”

Ana watched him for a moment, dark eyes vulnerable. “Seth…I hate that you have to give up your life for this.” She frowned as he sat next to her, staring at her hands. “That’s what it is, and I don’t want you to feel like you have to ignore me. I know I’m probably the last person anyone would want to marry, but I’d still like to try and be friends.” She was quiet for a long moment after his question, hands wringing a little. “I’m scared this will be for nothing. And that thought…terrifies me.”