Anatoly recoiled from the harsh look in Lex's eyes. In that moment, he was very much reminded of Lionel and it was clear there was nothing he could do or say that could persuade Lex to change his mind. The love of his life was leaving, and all he could do was watch.
He'd been down this road before, but it'd always been him doing the leaving. Now that it was the other way around, he couldn't help but wonder if this was how Svetlana or Florence had felt - this feeling of helpless and rage and heartbreak.
It was on the tip of his tongue to plead and say those three little words but his sense of pride stopped him. Perhaps he had been the fool to have forgotten that nothing lasts, love least of all.
He ran his hands through his hair and stumbled backwards toward the bed, sitting down with a thump. He kept his eyes focused on the floor, knowing it was the only way to keep what was left of his shattered dignity intact.
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Date: Feb. 14th, 2010 02:30 am (UTC)He'd been down this road before, but it'd always been him doing the leaving. Now that it was the other way around, he couldn't help but wonder if this was how Svetlana or Florence had felt - this feeling of helpless and rage and heartbreak.
It was on the tip of his tongue to plead and say those three little words but his sense of pride stopped him. Perhaps he had been the fool to have forgotten that nothing lasts, love least of all.
He ran his hands through his hair and stumbled backwards toward the bed, sitting down with a thump. He kept his eyes focused on the floor, knowing it was the only way to keep what was left of his shattered dignity intact.