I want to poke at her, to claw at her mind the way she does mine, but her promise of death still lies between us. The threat was treasonous enough to have her hanged even if she wasn’t a witch, but I keep all the cutting words trapped inside my chest as I observe her instead.
9/18/24 🤣🤣🤣🤣 Yeah, that’s why you’re keeping quiet, just because you want to observe. 🤣🤣🤣
