His betrayal sliced deeper than a knife. He hadn’t fought for us. He’d dived headfirst into the pits of hell without me. And for what? I felt a cracking in my soul that spoke of the promise we’d made on the stars together. To always fight to be together. He’d broken it. And he’d broken me in the process.
I actually can’t believe this. NOW on top of the 25 years in Darkmore, he also has 7 years bad luck for breaking a star vow. Now what. FUCKING NOW WHAT LANCE
