Title: Temporary
Author: royal_chandler
Rating: T
Word Count: ~300 MW
Summary: Lorenzo muses at night on his marriage to Carly. Drabble.
Disclaimer: I do not own General Hospital or any of the characters.
Waking up to the sound of light snoring; I open my eyes and blink a few times to adjust to the darkness. The clock reads 3:01.
My gaze turns to the woman in my arms, her hair fanned in a mess on my chest. It still gets to me, robs me of my oxygen—her in my arms, in our home and our bed, when it was last week alone that I lived in solitude without her. I know that it won't be long before I'm back there again. I'm mightily aware that this won't last and that I can't keep her for long.
We echoed vows and promised that only death part us. We smiled knowing full well of the empty swears. One day she will leave me. Not for a lack of love, a lack of trust or irreconcilable differences but because she suffers from an addiction. She'll never not want for Corinthos.
My arms tighten around her in their own accord and she breathes deeply, for all the world she looks safe and at peace. I don't believe that she's not. Happy, however—that's something else entirely.
He'll ruin you.
She cares for me; it's not a question. It'll be hard for her absolutely—to say goodbye, to say that she's sorry but unwilling to regret. I could make it easy but I'm too selfish a man, to in love to set her free earlier than necessary. I'm too unforgiving a man to not watch Corinthos squirm for a little while longer.
It's the chill of ice-watered that cause me to squeeze—harder and harder. Need that's going to be the fall of me.
"Are you alright?" she asks sleepily, her soft voice sincere and concerned.
Automatically, "I'm fine."
She's not the only liar.