“Did I hurt you, truly? Or is your idea of harm skewed by what society says it is? Because when I lifted you off your feet by your throat, stupid girl, you didn’t see the flicker of excitement in your eyes as I did. I got to watch you live. Even when I stood over you in the mess of crumbled table, my foot on your chest, you looked up at me like I was your God. Don’t deny yourself what I can give you just because of what others would think or say. Because that would make you a stupid girl.”
