Ah. Of course, it must come back to this. Darcy stills, but doesn't separate. When the words come, they're dragged through a tight throat, tearing them up from the inside.
"I will break every principle and vow and limit I have to keep you safe. I'm sorry if that... means you can't look at me."
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"I will break every principle and vow and limit I have to keep you safe. I'm sorry if that... means you can't look at me."