deathinmydebts:

 

   { Natasha heard real
     footsteps creep outside
     the door, but soon realised
     they only belonged to a
     guard. She turned back
     to her lover with a troublesome
     expression. }

     ”I’m not letting that happen to you ever again. It was a nightmare to overhear. I was waiting outside the door.” 

                { She thought of ways in
                   which she could just make
                   everything go away and only
                   spend her life with James.
                   But she wasn’t planning on
                   becoming a widow when she
                   married. Yet, some promises
                   are made to be broken.”

                            “I know it sounds risky, but what if we ran away? The guards trust me out of the bounds, I should know, I’ve been to the forest many times.”

     [ run away? the only thing
       that would happen would
       be james being found out
       by the kremlin – resulting
       more beatings on his part.
       it would be worth it to see
       her smile at least once. ]

      “We’d have them after us?
                        We’d be worse off out there than in here.
                              Yeah? They wont let me out." 

          [ his hands are outstretched, tapping
            away at the end of the table, being
            in this room wasn’t what he wanted.
            He wanted to go, and he wanted
            out of here now ]

                       "I can’t, Natalia.”