“I’m s-sorry. You know I never wanted any of this—” “Well, it doesn’t matter what either of us wanted, does it?” He leans back, expression cold. “It was all a fantasy anyway. Kitt is who you, the Silver Savior, were destined for.” I watch him stand to his feet in one swift movement. “I was nothing more than a distraction.” I follow quickly after him, my expression hardening at the mocking nickname. The words I hurl at his stony facade are far from the truth, but hurt sharpens them on my tongue all the same. “Maybe you’re right.” “You’ll find that I typically am, Majesty.” My chest heaves, mere
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now im tearing up... can yall stop? it feels like my parents are fighting?
