She can't believe he's even using that word after the things he's at fault for. That's not love. It's obsession or fixation or something, dark and twisted and wrong, but not love. She has to fight the confused wave at the pain in his expression.
He'd proved her wrong when she'd defended him being more than a monster before.
"Saved my life? How? By trying to take it from me at any cost? And then when you couldn't have it, taking everything else from it you could?" Marian's tone was biting even as her hands bunching into the fabric of her skirts at her back. "You are no savior."
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She can't believe he's even using that word after the things he's at fault for. That's not love. It's obsession or fixation or something, dark and twisted and wrong, but not love. She has to fight the confused wave at the pain in his expression.
He'd proved her wrong when she'd defended him being more than a monster before.
"Saved my life? How? By trying to take it from me at any cost? And then when you couldn't have it, taking everything else from it you could?" Marian's tone was biting even as her hands bunching into the fabric of her skirts at her back. "You are no savior."