[ she lets him, of course, when he holds her chin, the look in her eyes scornful and angry. she despises him at this point, every fiber of her being. she wants to strangle him with her tentacles, plunge their thorns into his neck.
Falsehood. Delusions.
[ these two words were spoken very, very carefully as the lights above continue to flicker. her stomach keeps turning and she's quite sure that there will be blood on her hands if he doesn't stop. ]
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Falsehood. Delusions.
[ these two words were spoken very, very carefully as the lights above continue to flicker. her stomach keeps turning and she's quite sure that there will be blood on her hands if he doesn't stop. ]