The past keeps coming back to haunt me

"Eska"

Eska listened and Ulric began to speak. Her brow slowly furrowed as he told her about his past returning yet again. A child from a once lover? She had said that his past meant nothing to her and that his present self was what mattered to her. It was difficult to hold to those words sometimes. Times like now. Why was she upset though? He didn't know about this child so he couldn't have told her about it beforehand. Maybe it was because she felt somewhat insecure in her position with him. If the past continued to come up, it wouldn't be too long before his fiancé resurfaced. Rather than keep that concern to herself, Eska was woman enough to voice it.

"I'm not upset about this sudden child," she began, her tones even. "I worry that, with as much of your past that keeps springing up, your fiancé might return as well." She fixed the man with her piercing sulfur eyes. "If she does return, would you push me aside for her?" It was a valid concern, she felt. If he would choose the other woman over her, Eska might as well stop wasting her time with Ulric rather than continue to let him bury himself deeper and deeper into her heart.