Chloe ran a hand through her hair, tired and disconnected with the rest of the world. " I know you aren't. She's been a broken record in the back of my head for a while. I...I watched it happen..." She had lost sleep over it for months now.
⊰𝑪hloe 𝑽ictoria⊱parody
“sweet jesus,” felicity uttered softly. now it made sense; she looked like her deceased lover. well isn’t that something. “i am sorry, chloe, truly.” she spoke softly. “that sounds horrible. but i am… i am not her, though i may look it.”
— 𝓕𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐓𝐘. ❞
" Chloe.. Chloe Victoria." The last name was impulsive stated. She normally hid who she was, yet her state of shock removed all restraint she had in her. " My lover was executed. Our families didn't approve. "
⊰𝑪hloe 𝑽ictoria⊱parody
felicity sighed, out of her depth and slightly exhausted. she rubbed her head. “look, you fainted, you’re still in my apothecary. i am still not the person you think i am, i am not dead, and my name is felicity. that’s it.” she didn’t mean to blurt that out, but she was tired and stressed herself.
— 𝓕𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐓𝐘. ❞
She was still speechless. Her face pale, and seemingly lost all the color.
" Who....the f- how th-.." Blinking, Chloe rubbed her head. She was desperate to process all that just happened.
⊰𝑪hloe 𝑽ictoria⊱parody
felicity shifted uncomfortably, before she cleared her throat, not to startle her. once she got her attention, she rested her hands on her lap, eyes locked on her intently.
“welcome back,” she spoke softly, her voice guarded. “should i give you a few moments, or…” she had no idea what to do or ——
— 𝓕𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐓𝐘. ❞
A sharp inhale, she shot up coughing and gasping for air. The only thing she could do was think she was seeing a ghost.
⊰𝑪hloe 𝑽ictoria⊱parody
—— bring over some herbs that would help her out of the fainting episode, gently setting them near, given that the smell of them would wake her. she took a seat in a chair by her wearily.
this was certainly a strange night.
