How dare you be so human?
How dare you have emotions?
How dare you stray from the nightmare I so meticulously sewed for you?
How dare you?
You were supposed to hurt me.
You were supposed to hate me.
You were supposed to burn me and leave me scarred and bleeding.
You were supposed to.
How dare your hands be so tender?
How dare your lips be so soft?
How dare you look at me like I mean something?
How dare you?
You weren't supposed to have such honeyed words.
You weren't supposed to hold me close.
You weren't supposed to make me fall for you.
You weren't supposed to.
Yes. Thank you to Carter again.
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