Shocked couldn't nearly describe what she was feeling. Danielle had gotten dressed and run out of the house so quickly that---that she hadn't been able to focus on more than getting to Donovan. Aiding and abetting? The severity----life in Azkaban. She didn't realize she was shaking until his grip on her arms tightened. Danielle blinked rapidly, her mouth trying to form words but she couldn't, she couldn't think of anything to say to him because what could be said?
Azkaban. Life in Azkaban. She felt dizzy, unable to stop her thoughts from spinning out of control. Azkaban, Donovan could go to Azkaban, he could go to prison, he could be locked up for the rest of his life---She needed to think of something to focus again but---the thought of losing him again, the idea that something so untrue could ruin his life, their life....The panic of listening for the guard, the absolutely sheer terror of not having another chance of being with Donovan!
"Marry me," she said whispered sharply. Danielle had never felt so strongly about anything before in her life, her eyes locked onto his as if to tell him that she'd forever be on his side, that she'd wait for him always. If she was going to have to suffer a life without Donovan, she wanted to know that he would've spent it with her if he could.
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