Sybil Crawley

Sybil shifts with him, leaning back at the press of his kiss. There is a part of her that thinks even this is scandal, and yet another part wonders how something that feels so very right could be wrong. Her lips parted against his, the press of his hand and the feel of his tongue and lips tangling with hers only strengthen that resolve. Perhaps it's wrong to pull him toward her, but when she breaks the kiss, there's only one thing she could think of saying. "Henri- I love you very much."