canon is Neumeier's Lady of the Camellias

[luxuryflower]

My dearest writer,

You and I both know that your love for me is no less temporary than that of every man who has loved me before you. As I already told Armand, silly as he is and in spite of my condition - no matter how long I live, I am certain I shall live longer than you will love me. So what is all this talk of games? I shall readily admit I am a woman with a fondness for entertainment, but I have no desire to leave my comfortable life behind for the sake of your amusement. Unless there is a Duke and Counts there en masse to ensure my well-being, I would much rather stay in Paris. With Nanina and Prudence. And with Armand... Hush now, my dear.

There is nothing more to discuss. It will be as I say.

Kindest regards,
Marguerite Gautier

Comments

[nomorefeathers]

Even if the love is temporary, that doesn't mean you should throw it away.

[summer_cheer]

That isn't the most cheerful outlook on love, mademoiselle Gautier. Even if it's a realistic one. Betrayals are inevitable, especially among the ones who say they love us.

[population_ctrl]

Indeed. If it can be bought, it can also be discarded.