Only Love
His arms encircle her waist, feeling the wetness of her blood- oh Lord, so much blood – and resting her softly down. Her face is covered in dirt and blood and fresh tears, but she's so beautiful that his heart breaks. What were they thinking? This is the price of his foolishness, his vanity; now she lies dying and it's his fault. Watching as Marius hold her, her eyes moving up to meet Marius' and her lips breaking into an adoring smile that he knows only too well, he turns away, only love keeping him from rushing to her side.