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Theodore carried Lucy on his back. His hands firmly held both her legs on either side of his body while her head rested on his shoulder, murmuring something incoherent under her breath.
In the morning, when he had come across her in the corridor, the last thing he had expected out of the night was him carrying her on his back as she was drunk. Even though she tried to behave strong and brave in front of him as if she didn't need anyone and she was completely capable of looking after herself, she had demanded him to take her to her room by carrying her.
Lucy...Hawthrone thought Theodore in his mind. He had loved her the same way as how she had loved him.
He wondered if he had done something that had triggered her to go to the cellar and drink, but then he hadn't done anything today apart from entertaining the guests, who had come to attend the wedding.
