if the journey of a thousand miles starts when you take the first step
Who was she now, to be throwing herself at him like this? Eloise had no idea. What were standards when compared to steel against skin? They would, she thought, her mind a traitorous thing that would not be silenced. They would believe me because it explains so fucking much.
She shivered against him but not because of the cold, unable to help but wonder whether he was enjoying this. Whether he got off on fear. "I understand." Eloise whispered in response, eyes locked on his and her voice entirely free of its usual sass. It was true what she said, that she had nothing to gain from knowing this, that Jack couldn't immediately topple. If these few moments had taught her anything, it was that her thoughts would do as they pleased; knowing what she did would make it harder if anything, to hide herself from him.
He had all of her now, and she merely had this one devastating secret that was likely to fester inside of her, until it got her killed.
She shivered against him but not because of the cold, unable to help but wonder whether he was enjoying this. Whether he got off on fear. "I understand." Eloise whispered in response, eyes locked on his and her voice entirely free of its usual sass. It was true what she said, that she had nothing to gain from knowing this, that Jack couldn't immediately topple. If these few moments had taught her anything, it was that her thoughts would do as they pleased; knowing what she did would make it harder if anything, to hide herself from him.
He had all of her now, and she merely had this one devastating secret that was likely to fester inside of her, until it got her killed.
i'll travel for a little while, & i won't be coming back
