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May. 2nd, 2010 12:56 am[Filter: Private]
I'm glad that William at least makes an effort to understand my feelings. He's so sweet. He's always so underappreciated, but while everyone else only seems interested in accusations and lies, it's good to know that at least one member of my family has a sympathetic bone in their body!
I can't believe them. If someone as brave and heroic as Sir Jack isn't acceptable, it's fairly plain to see that no one ever will be! And why exactly does Amelie have some special license to fraternize with uncouth brutes like Lyle without any consequence at all, while I am ruthlessly berated for cooking a simple meal for a man I care deeply for? It's not fair at all! Amelie is well on her way to making her rounds through every boy at court, and here I am, nearly nineteen, with every boy in Floran scared to death to so much as favor me with a simple compliment, all because of them.
It's not fair. And -- and if there was a little more than cooking, and dinner, then so what? A little kissing isn't going to hurt anyone, least of all me. And he deserved it.
I wish there were a way to leave this room and not have to see either of them. That would be perfect.
I'm glad that William at least makes an effort to understand my feelings. He's so sweet. He's always so underappreciated, but while everyone else only seems interested in accusations and lies, it's good to know that at least one member of my family has a sympathetic bone in their body!
I can't believe them. If someone as brave and heroic as Sir Jack isn't acceptable, it's fairly plain to see that no one ever will be! And why exactly does Amelie have some special license to fraternize with uncouth brutes like Lyle without any consequence at all, while I am ruthlessly berated for cooking a simple meal for a man I care deeply for? It's not fair at all! Amelie is well on her way to making her rounds through every boy at court, and here I am, nearly nineteen, with every boy in Floran scared to death to so much as favor me with a simple compliment, all because of them.
It's not fair. And -- and if there was a little more than cooking, and dinner, then so what? A little kissing isn't going to hurt anyone, least of all me. And he deserved it.
I wish there were a way to leave this room and not have to see either of them. That would be perfect.
