Why did that cut so deep? Milady wanted him to hurt. Needed him broken by the guilt of what he'd done. His admission should have felt right and powerful, and it did, to a degree, but it stabbed at something in her too.
Ridiculous. She couldn't give in to such things. Milady straightened her spine, reached up to pull his hand from her wrist, and made her voice as cold and hard as her heart. "Think how you will carry the memories of tonight."
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Date: 2015-11-09 10:25 pm (UTC)Ridiculous. She couldn't give in to such things. Milady straightened her spine, reached up to pull his hand from her wrist, and made her voice as cold and hard as her heart. "Think how you will carry the memories of tonight."