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"Far in the light,
I can see it,
In every scene of the night,
A tiny feather of love." - Yuki Kajiura, "Tsubasa"

-- In Every Scene of the Night --

Bellatrix was caught between two men - both of whom did not love her. One of them wanted her, the other didn't. She held a certain affection for her husband, who was in love with another woman and had only married Bellatrix because his first choice was already taken. Sometime after she accepted the fact that their marriage was an epic failure, she had fallen hard for their master - who hated love and only wanted to use her for sex.

Every night, once they were finished, she would slip out of the Dark Lord's bed and dress and leave the room - as if she were nothing more than a cheap whore. She was sure that to him, she was only a toy, to be played with until something more amusing came along.

She didn't know that he often wondered why she always left immediately afterward, running back to the husband that they both knew was only faithful because the woman Rodolphus loved would never have him. He supposed it must be guilt that prompted her actions because she was a married woman, after all, which classified their relationship (if it could even be called that) as an affair. He never bothered to ask her directly, and she kept her heart too closely guarded for him to read the answer in her mind.

Every night she ran back to her husband, who welcomed her into his arms and held her while she cried, but was helpless as to how to comfort her.

She was caught between two men - both of whom did not love her. She only wanted to be loved a little. Was that really too much to wish for?

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