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“I love you.” The words fall from Vic’s lips before she’s even conscious of them escaping. But they do. And she watches as they hit their mark, as Cas freezes as she processes just what was said.
“Don’t.” Caswell replies, voice soft, and if Vampires could cry Vic would be sure that there would be tears welling up in the corner of her eyes. “Don’t say things you don’t mean.” her voice breaks, she wants to look away, but she can’t.
“I do, though.” Vic says, slowly stepping closer. Cas doesn’t move away.
“I love you, Beatrice Caswell.” She repeats.