There was no satisfaction to be had in her suffering.
Her horror and her tears settled into his stomach like poison, twisting through him and burning him from the inside out. There was no happiness to be held in the wake of his sharp, harmful words. There was no victory in her struggle to compose herself when he knew how her heart must ache.
There was nothing except the numbness that spread further, wrapping around him so tightly that even standing before her felt like too much effort.
"If there is nothing else," he started and it was a clear dismissal of her words, of all the wishes and desires of her heart that he wanted no part in. "I would ask your permission to take my leave."
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Date: 2014-01-28 09:27 pm (UTC)Her horror and her tears settled into his stomach like poison, twisting through him and burning him from the inside out. There was no happiness to be held in the wake of his sharp, harmful words. There was no victory in her struggle to compose herself when he knew how her heart must ache.
There was nothing except the numbness that spread further, wrapping around him so tightly that even standing before her felt like too much effort.
"If there is nothing else," he started and it was a clear dismissal of her words, of all the wishes and desires of her heart that he wanted no part in. "I would ask your permission to take my leave."