That sinks through Gideon like a stab wound, and she has to force herself
to put the rapier down before she does something unforgivable with it. If
she steps to the side, she can see Harrow through the kitchen doorway, so
she does, her eyes fixed on her.
"You said I was the first flower of your fucking house," she says, her
voice numb, dead. "You said...Fuck it. When could I ever trust a thing
you fucking said to me? You fucking...You fucking broken promise."
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Date: 2021-05-20 11:57 am (UTC)That sinks through Gideon like a stab wound, and she has to force herself to put the rapier down before she does something unforgivable with it. If she steps to the side, she can see Harrow through the kitchen doorway, so she does, her eyes fixed on her.
"You said I was the first flower of your fucking house," she says, her voice numb, dead. "You said...Fuck it. When could I ever trust a thing you fucking said to me? You fucking...You fucking broken promise."