𝐒𝐓. 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐑

╰┈➤ 'Hyacinth looked up. There he was, 𝘎𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘩 𝘚𝘵. 𝘊𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘳, inevitably at the moment of her greatest discomfiture. And, of course, the only empty seat was next to her.'

you remind me of what the world ought to be. what the world can be.

It just so happens I dismissed them for my company. Never did I think a gentleman would be lurking around the garden. Seems like you enjoy sneaking up on vulnerable women alone. This is not the first time, Mr. St. Clair.

all this anger was once love.

all this anger was once love.

╰┈➤ 𝘈 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵.

the wind follows me like a restless spirit.

Hyacinth was alone strolling the gardens in utter bliss. Being the youngest to leave had its pros, one being the silence.

Probably dead if it means you taking hyacinth.

he was, i quote “bored and decided to make it everyone's problem”.