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As they prepared to leave for Naboo, Isadora couldn't help but feel a surge of frustration as she watched Anakin don his dark Sith armor. The imposing figure of Darth Vader stood before her, a stark reminder of the darkness that threatened to consume him.
"Anakin, no," Isadora protested, her voice laced with frustration. "I can't stand to see you like this. You need to take off that mask and armor. I want to see the man I love, not this... this monster."
Anakin hesitated, his gaze flickering with uncertainty as he looked at Isadora. For a moment, he seemed torn, caught between the darkness that defined him and the light that beckoned him back to her.
But then, with a sense of resignation, he reached up to remove his helmet, revealing the weary face of the man beneath the mask. Isadora's heart clenched at the sight of him, his features etched with pain and longing.
"I'm sorry, Isadora," Anakin murmured, his voice heavy with regret. "I wish I could be the man you deserve."
Isadora reached out to cup his cheek, her touch gentle against his scarred skin. "You are the man I deserve, Anakin," she insisted, her voice filled with conviction. "But you need to let go of this darkness. You need to remember who you are."
Anakin's gaze softened, a flicker of hope sparking in his eyes. "And who am I, Isadora?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
Isadora smiled softly, her heart swelling with love. "You're the man who saved me from darkness once before," she replied. "And together, we can do it again."
Isadora's laughter echoed through the air as she sprinted towards the lake, the cool breeze tousling her hair. Anakin followed closely behind, his footsteps thundering against the earth as he pursued her with determination.
With a mischievous grin, Isadora reached the edge of the lake and leaped into the crystal-clear water below, sending ripples cascading outward. For a moment, she disappeared beneath the surface, the water enveloping her in its cool embrace.
"Come in ani!"
Anakin skidded to a stop at the water's edge, his eyes wide with surprise as he watched Isadora emerge from the depths, her laughter bubbling up like music in the air. Without hesitation, he dove in after her, the water swallowing him whole as he swam towards her with powerful strokes.
As he drew closer, Anakin reached out a hand to steady Isadora, his touch gentle yet firm. Together, they floated in the tranquil waters of the lake, the sun casting shimmering reflections across its surface.
Anakin's fingers traced the contours of Isadora's face, his touch gentle yet filled with longing. For the first time in what felt like an eternity, he allowed himself to truly feel, to let down the walls he had erected around his heart.
"I haven't felt like this in so long," he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. "For two years, it's been nothing but pain, darkness...but right now, with you, I don't feel like Vader anymore."
