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"He traded places with me."

 

Elle turned at the sound of Troy. He was standing behind her, and he was a ghastly color. She stared in disbelief. "What? No!" Elle looked to Conley. "What have you done?"

 

Conley looked at Troy, then to Elle. "It was his idea." He explained. "He found me, oddly enough."

 

She turned to look at Troy, and he nodded, confirming Conley's words.

 

"He loves you, and you love him." Troy said, faking a small smile.

 

Elle shook her head, looking between the two once more. "N-no. I love you. What about you and I? What about Isobella?!"

 

Troy pointed to Conley. "He can be Isobella's father. She wont know the difference." He said.

 

Conley was unsure how he felt about that, and his uncertainty showed on his face when Elle looked at him. "Look at him! He doesnt want that. He never wanted children."

 

"I-i do! If it means I can be with you, then I do." Conley reassured her.

 

Elle couldnt handle all the commotion. "No. This isn’t right. Troy and I are supposed to get married in a week! A week!"

 

Troy stepped forward into Elle's sight. "We dont really want that, Elle."

 

"What about Emily? She'll be home tomorrow morning. What will she say? She will have a panic attack!"

 

"She's a magical being, just like us. She will understand." Conley reminded Elle. "You're thinking about it too much, Elizabeth."

 

Troy stepped forward, smiling at Elle. "I love you, but I love you enough to let you go, and have what you really want. I can see that this is it."

 

Elle stared, taken back by Troy's words. "What about Isobella? She's your daughter."

 

"I will survive without her." He said. "I have to go now."