ELIZABETH MARCH
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Her certainty fueled his resolve, and he nodded once. There would be no more talk of it; what conversation he would have with her would focus on the future. What they both could have, whether in Cumbria or in some other remote location. For now, he helped her onto the train, lifting the remaining bags as he followed her down the corridor and into an empty compartment. The train seemed to stay at the station for hours, and he half-expected her father to gallop onto the platform and angrily demand that his daughter step off. 

But nothing happened, and he breathed a sigh of RELIEF as the train lurched away from the platform, away from their home, and towards the place he was born in. The trip would take a few hours, and he handed their tickets to the conductor before locking the compartment. Thomas sat beside his cousin, sliding an arm around her waist and pressing a kiss on the side of her head. He allowed his lips to linger for a few seconds more, if only to add to the comfort that it provided. 

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                       “I have not seen Allerdale in years. I hope it still stands.”

Not out of sentiment, but out of necessity.

upon boarding the train, elizabeth too can’t help but to feel as if they’re there for HOURS. it sets her on edge, but with thomas at her side she knows everything will be fine. even as they wait, fears filling the blonde that her father will stop them from starting a new life TOGETHER, such feelings are pushed aside the second tickets are given to the conductor and their compartment locked. she leans into her cousin heavily, eyes squeezing shut at the pressing of his lips to her forehead; he always makes her feel safe.

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❛ even if it doesn’t, thomas, we’ll make things work. i have some things we can sell for a lot of money if we have to. ❜   it’s mostly jewelry, but a few other family heirlooms she’d stolen from her parents’ bedroom. sitting up a bit straighter at his side, her chin lifts and emerald oculars meet his mirrored gaze.   ❛ we can do this. i know we can. ❜   maybe such words are spoken in her naive innocence, but elizabeth is hopeful.

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