 Kaplinski Rival Sorting Hat Machine
Lifting her head, she wiped away her desparate tears and stared at his closed eyelids. "I hate how you're lying there, so peacefully. Even in death you seem smug.." she mused, lifting one of his limp arms. "I hate the way you've gotten away with all you did to me. I hate the way you've dug a trench between me and the man I love. I hate the way you've destroyed my life. I hate the way he used you to get to me. I guess.." she sighed, slowing her ranting, "I guess, it's him who I truly despise." |