[ she's struck by how much it hurts. like a punch to the gut, a slit through her sails to let the wind rip right through. she deflates, stares speechless at him for a moment.
he's afraid of her. and why shouldn't he be? it is a terrifying thing, to be able to seize someone else's will. ]
Never. [ she promises with all the vigor she can muster despite the ache. ]
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he's afraid of her. and why shouldn't he be? it is a terrifying thing, to be able to seize someone else's will. ]
Never. [ she promises with all the vigor she can muster despite the ache. ]