[ her eyes stay hard on his face, but her mouth falters in spite of her determination to keep it tight. she wants to be angrier than she actually is; in truth she's afraid but doesn't want to face those emotions. anger is easier, it always has been. it's the one thing they've held onto over the years, what they can rely on as much as they can each other. ]
Hate?
[ another word slipping from her tongue before she can stop it. the minute it's out, she wants to take it back. if he does, she doesn't want to know. ]
it's legit tbh.
Hate?
[ another word slipping from her tongue before she can stop it. the minute it's out, she wants to take it back. if he does, she doesn't want to know. ]