In a world bound by a single, dangerous agreement, 'marriage' is just a mask, and Pearl and Travis are caught in a game where trust is as fleeting as loyalty. _________________________________________ "It's none of your fucking business! You don't control my life, Travis. This isn't real, this ring is just... Isn't real! I won't be faithful to you or nobody!" I exclaimed. "I don't wanna do this" "Of course, you don't " "I don't wanna fight with you! What do you want from me? What do you fucking want? Should I fucking leave?!" He thundered and I paused, his eyes were eminent with rage, my heart beating heavily against my chest. "Tell me, Pearl" he took a step closer. "You're such a manipulative prick! You dragged me into this shit and-" "You hate me" he completed flatly "I hate you so much, I fucking hate you!" I gritted in rage. "Then say it" he urged. "Say it, Pearl. Tell me to leave. There's nothing that could change the way you feel about me." His voice dropped, rough and edged with something raw. "Say it. Should I leave?" His silver eyes pierced through me, sharp and unrelenting, daring me to do what he already thought I would. My breath caught in my throat as the weight of his words hung heavy between us, suffocating in their intensity. We were both breathless, caught in the throes of anger and something deeper-something we weren't ready to name. The room was too small, too quiet, except for the sound of our ragged breathing. "Yes," I finally forced out, my voice trembling despite my best efforts to sound strong. "Leave. Right now."

To epitomize the world in which we live, we must first step back and remember that we are flawed. But to understand the world in which we live, we must recognize that man realizes just this: the good exploit the flaws and the wicked jeopardize their existence by playing man against perception and ultimately losing themselves to Fate. "If I have learned anything in this extraordinary existence, it's that only humans have the potential to be utter perfection." ...Gabrielle Baelish is the melody of the birds and tune of the bards, the most beautiful woman to ever live and the most wicked witch to take breath. But "wicked" is a two-edged sword, where she is a traitor to some and savior to others. She is the light that reveals the flaws of all people, the shadow-caster of perfection in every facial crevice. She is the flame that lights the way, the chance of redemption for all forbearers' children... "You and I are the same, Jon Snow: just one step behind perfection and deeply engrossed in sin." //////////////////////////////////////// GAME OF THRONES, SEASONS 1-8 DISCLAIMER: I do not own Game of Thrones or A Song of Ice and Fire. All rights are reserved to HBO and George R.R. Martin. I do not own the gifs that I post; their rights belong to their specific owners. I do not own the individual graphics of the cover (they belong to their respective owners), just its compilation.

Alysanne Targaryen; the unknown third child of Elia Martell and Rhaegar Targaryen.

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