She adores me

Nyx Ivison would have never gotten this involved with people but I didn't feel like Nyx Ivison as I sat there across from her, watching her pale skin shimmer under the pale disco light in that tight lace dress. This girl, the one that had been causing all my problems, simply sat there serving me down as if she hadn't slaughtered half of my remaining family. I adored her audacity, sure, but it didn't make me feel any better as I picked up the pale white tea cup that looked as if she stole it from a queen. Only the best, she would have told me. When I looked up at her she only smiled.
"I adore you!"
Those were the words that came off her tongue but they weren't words we should have used to describe our relationship.