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She supposed that this was her punishment for the life she lived.
This was punishment for who she was, what she had been. She was the target of a tug of war between Love and Jealousy, somehow stuck in the middle between the two.
There was only one side she would ever be on, the one with Christian holding her tightly and telling her how much he loved her, not the side with the Duke clutching at her possessively, like he owned her.
She refused to be owned.
But that side was so much stronger, as it often was. Love was often overpowered by hatred, anger fuelling the flames until it was all burnt away. Her love for Christian had burned like that, but not like the spark of a fire, ready to destroy everything in its path.
It had been a candle, a steady glow of light to guide her way in the darkness.
And even that had been enough to destroy her.
She supposed this was her punishment, to be unable to live a life with the man he loved and know it, even if she didn't.
Satine couldn't bear to tell him the truth.
But despite everything she still died in his arms, holding her tightly to him to tell her how much he loved her.
The universe would give her that at least, the price of the game Fate played with Love and Jealousy.
If that was what she got, then it was worth it.