devils roll the dice, angels roll their eyes
Moving towards him, too confused about what was happening with Jack and seeing Saiden so distraught to do anything but crave his contact, Eloise fit herself easily against him once more; both loving and hating the ease with which she found herself there.
'Certain patterns are nice to repeat." The illusionist protested, her tone suggestive before her shoulders crumpled entirely with what he said next. "Don't say that.." Eloise whispered, shivering against him. Looking down at her hands, she shook her head. "You deserve happiness now Saiden, you can't...I...you..." But the words were lost to the prick of tears behind her eyes and she found her lips just parted uselessly, communicating none of what she felt.
'Certain patterns are nice to repeat." The illusionist protested, her tone suggestive before her shoulders crumpled entirely with what he said next. "Don't say that.." Eloise whispered, shivering against him. Looking down at her hands, she shook her head. "You deserve happiness now Saiden, you can't...I...you..." But the words were lost to the prick of tears behind her eyes and she found her lips just parted uselessly, communicating none of what she felt.
what doesn't kill me makes me want you more
