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Jean Valjean (
2016-01-24 11:09 pm (UTC)
If he did not feel so tired in his muscles, he would bend forward and kiss her head. As it is, he just smiles down at her.
'Please, do not think I ever would be. You have done no wrong. You are my angel, and always have been - I knew nothing of love before you, and-'
He breaks off when a lump threatens his throat.
'...I am sorry, for everything.'
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