 Kaplinski Rival Sorting Hat Machine
"So you see..." finished Darrin, some minutes later, "you really dont have a choice. It's your father's wish, my dear," he sneered, somehow giving her the impression he were receiving the utmost pleasure in doing this. "But, I can make things easier on you, you can make it easier on yourself. If you just love me. Then I swear, on pain of death, to never lay a harmful hand on your body again. It pains me to have to hit you Marce."
Swinging her balled fist, that had been quivering for the past ten minutes, she smacked him full force in the face, angry tears threatening to spit from her face. "I wouldn't love you if you were the last living male creature on the planet!" she spat ferociously, her arm falling to her side. "How can I love you when you treat me like dirt? You're despicable!" she choked out, her voice breaking. before he had chance to grab her, she left the compartment and sat in the toilets, washing her face. |