PHOEBE
His silence was damning, and for a moment her emotions threatened to spiral out of control once again. Her hand clenched in his on reflex, anticipating the harsh, cruel words she deserved. But instead, only more compassion and empathy flowed from his lips. She swallowed a hard lump of emotion in her throat, hand trembling slightly as it relaxed. The notion of apologizing to Jata twisted her expression, brows furrowing and nose wrinkling with uncharacteristic anger. "Cheaters don't deserve apologies." she said quietly. It had been the one real thing she had asked of him, and he couldn't even do that.
But success and happiness as a form of revenge? Moving forward and up? It did speak to a little something, a faint memory of Frey saying she could start over whenever she wanted, that what was today didn't need to be tomorrow. "I...I don't know if I can. I don't know where to start. And I'm...I can't do it on my own anymore...I don't...I don't trust myself anymore." she whispered.
But success and happiness as a form of revenge? Moving forward and up? It did speak to a little something, a faint memory of Frey saying she could start over whenever she wanted, that what was today didn't need to be tomorrow. "I...I don't know if I can. I don't know where to start. And I'm...I can't do it on my own anymore...I don't...I don't trust myself anymore." she whispered.
those who are heartless once cared too much
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