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Taylor stormed out of the castle, not sure where she was going. She blinked furiously, feeling the burn of tears behind her eyes, but she refused to cry. She wouldnt. She couldnt. She wouldnt give whoever wrote the damn magazine the satisfaction. She stopped on the lawn after passing through the Entrance Hall. She stood, her hands clenched in fists at her sides and looked up, her lips forming a thin line to prevent the tears from falling.
This had messed everything up. She knew Knight wouldnt be impressed by what was written, she knew things would Aeon would be weird because she would constantly feel guilty about it, even though she knew nothing would happen. She would never let it. Not while she was so happy with Knight. She sunk to the ground, not feeling the pain in her knees as she did so and tried to think everything over. She was aware a her shoulders were shaking slightly, but she wasnt crying. She would hold her emotions until she understood what they meant herself.
This had messed everything up. She knew Knight wouldnt be impressed by what was written, she knew things would Aeon would be weird because she would constantly feel guilty about it, even though she knew nothing would happen. She would never let it. Not while she was so happy with Knight. She sunk to the ground, not feeling the pain in her knees as she did so and tried to think everything over. She was aware a her shoulders were shaking slightly, but she wasnt crying. She would hold her emotions until she understood what they meant herself.