PHOEBE
For the first time in weeks she felt blissful, peaceful; the world around her naught but a hazy cloud in which she floated. And even as Jata began to realize his mistake, she continued to enjoy the moments following her release - for she had made no mistake. She had no hell to pay - not really anyways. Sure Lusea might come and yell at her but...what then? It wouldn't change anything in her life. It would all remain the same, untainted by wanton acts but released from the chains of a love that never was.
He pulled away suddenly and she opened her eyes to gaze up at him. The truth of what he had done was beginning to play out on his face and in his eyes, and she surprised herself with how little it bothered her. Phoebe sat up and grabbed her dress and stood, evidence of his lack of caring for consequences running down her legs. "You've two options. Fess up or pretend it never happened. Either way you can use the bathroom to clean up." she said, going to a cabinet to grab a towel and and herbal solution to cleanse herself with.
He pulled away suddenly and she opened her eyes to gaze up at him. The truth of what he had done was beginning to play out on his face and in his eyes, and she surprised herself with how little it bothered her. Phoebe sat up and grabbed her dress and stood, evidence of his lack of caring for consequences running down her legs. "You've two options. Fess up or pretend it never happened. Either way you can use the bathroom to clean up." she said, going to a cabinet to grab a towel and and herbal solution to cleanse herself with.
When dark creeps in and eats the light
Bury your fears on sorry night
For in the winter's darkest hours
Comes the feasting of the Vours
No one can see it, the life they stole
Your body's here but not your soul
