Here's the first chapter of the AU. Well, it's kind of a prologue, too, so it's not going to be that long.
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She seemed to glide into the room, her steps so graceful. She wiped her mouth, breathing hard, and walked to a set of doors on the other side of the hall. After trying to calm her breathing, she pushed them open. She swiftly walked in and started to change her dress, which had been torn slightly on the left shoulder strap.
"Where have you been?" a cold voice asked her from the right side of the room. She gasped and turned to where the voice had come from: the bed, trying to use to the light of the hallway to see him. The doors shut and they were left in the darkness of the night. She swallowed, breath uneven.
"I was out," she said firmly, trying to regain her composure. But her knees felt weak and she could barely stand. She swallowed again as she sensed someone, someone she knew very well, circling her, inspecting her. She then seemed to relax.
"What happened to your dress?" he asked her in a knowing voice.
"What does it look like? It's torn," she said, crossing her arms and tapping her foot, strength coming back to her.
"Don't speak to me in that manner!" he snarled, grabbing her chin and facing it toward where his face must have been.
"I have been for the past three years and you never seemed to mind," she whispered coldly.
Then there was silence. She heard his footsteps walk toward to the right, where the bed was, then hearing the spring of the mattress as he flopped down on it.
"Well for the past three years one of us hasn't been seeing someone else…" he said. She wheeled toward him.
"Who would that be?" she demanded. "You accuse me?" He bolted up and walked to her again.
"Well it appears that there are only two of us, so we can do nothing but suspect each other," he said.
The silence grew louder.
"For the last three years I have learned to love you," she said quietly.
He stared at where her eyes would be. "It is easy to learn to love. It is a completely different thing to unconditionally love. That is what love is about, and this marriage is not about love," he whispered, turning his back at her, and walking to the bed yet again.
Not knowing what to say to that, she too walked over to the bed and flopped down beside him.
"What are we to do, then?" she asked.
"There is only one thing we can do…" he whispered. They each slowly drifted off into disturbed sleep.
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I'm so excited about this! Please review. Next week, a real chapter (as in a long chapter). This is sorta a prologue/chapter thingy. I dunno. Just review.
