Thalassa
I worry this is how I’m always gonna feel.
The cold blade of her gaze sharpened, picking up the pity that drew like condescension against her annoyance. Thal nearly sneered, her fangs peeking out from her lips at the sharpness of her sarcasm. "Sure, if you suddenly have the ability to bring the Family back." She didn't think anything else would work to alleviate the longing ache that still weighed in her mind like a broken compass; and without the Family, she didn't much care to deal with Liam's attitude.
Glancing at the shop she'd been about to enter, Thal gave him a withering glare. "I have some shopping to do." It was dismissive, a suggestion that he find somewhere else to be or someone else to pester. She'd rather not linger in the despicable city that somehow made laughter feel haunting and smiles feel condemning.
Glancing at the shop she'd been about to enter, Thal gave him a withering glare. "I have some shopping to do." It was dismissive, a suggestion that he find somewhere else to be or someone else to pester. She'd rather not linger in the despicable city that somehow made laughter feel haunting and smiles feel condemning.
But nothing lasts. I know the deal.
