Disclaimer: I don't own Tale Of Two Cities This is a drabble
Sydney watched as tears steadily cascaded down Lucie's face.
"Sydney," she whispered in a broken voice, "Isn't there anything that you can… isn't there any way Charles might be saved?"
Sydney felt the cold breeze of her desperation chill him to the bone. Was there any way? Could he be saved?
"Lucie," he whispered.
Many people would not have cared about her desperation. Most attorneys did not give a rat's ass about their clients. It was a way for them to earn a living. Sydney knew he could NOT let anything happen to Charles. He wasn't an attorney. He was a man. He was a friend.
"I think… I think there might be a way to save him," Sydney said.
"I know things are complicated now," Lucie cried desperately but-"
"Never mind that," Sydney whispered, "I will save him"