I told you I would’ve protected her!” He spat at her, “Now you’re her whore, and for what? “Fine.” I snorted, “That’s code for, ‘so uncomfortable I would have preferred actual torture.’”
“I did find myself growing nostalgic for your knife set mid-conversation.” Elena laughed, “If you can call what Mother and I had a ‘conversation.’”
“Lots of nods and smiles between eternal silences?”
“Eye contact was like trying to stare into the sun.” She sighed, “She and I never liked each other, though we loved each other out of obligation. xxx18 Her suffering is the only thing keeping me sane right now.”
“Commander!”
“I’m not your commander anymore.” I said, walking toward the hole, “We’re just traitors now, the both of us, but you’re much worse than me.”
“What?”
“Oh Tiger,” I smiled sadly, “you couldn’t hide it if you tried.”
