“I bought them,” says Neal quietly, “I swear, I even have the receipt” – and still standing by the draw with the jewels clutched in her hand, Sara nods tightly; she puts them back and turns around to face him, and though she hasn’t made any accusations yet, she nevertheless says: “I’m sorry”; and while she doesn’t regret being engaged to one of the world’s most famous ex-cons and art thieves, on days like this, she wishes it wasn’t so damn hard.
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Sara/Neal -- Jewels
Date: 2011-11-26 11:38 am (UTC)