fredriksewell:          …..Victoria met his eyes, then said, with a note in her voice that made Melbourne tremble, “Do you really mean to forsake me?”              Melbourne looked away, unable to bear the directness of the appeal in her face. When he spoke, he found himself talking …

hereforbiclara: ❝It’s messy. It means arguing and making up and laughing and crying and struggling. And sometimes it doesn’t seem worth it. But it is. And, at the end, when you’re in love, no matter what happens, you forgive each other.❞ (insp.)