Off-White
"Remus, do you love me?"
"Of course I do."
"Forever?"
"Forever and ever. I promise."
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Everyone tells you that you're doing the right thing. They tell you that James loves you and that it's better this way. Not once do they wonder how you feel.
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"James says he's going to marry me one day, Remus. What do you think of that?"
"He's lying. James is a liar, Lily."
"He sure is."
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You get married in an off-white dress, a mourning dress. The wedding is like your own private funeral. And the wedding night comes and you lie to him.
"I don't love you, Remus."
And you walk away.
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"Remus, never leave me."
"I won't."
"Promise?"
"Promise."
(the end)
