His instinct was to argue with her, to hold her; the thought of her walking away into the night felt like part of himself being torn away. Your voice, and the words… they made me aware of so many things. He could not bear to touch them. The atmosphere was dense and cold, heaving like a sea.
I did tell her you'd be worried. You haven't contacted them? Well, if I condemn you for that, I condemn myself. The ecstasy you shared with Karl in the Crystal Ring, the sweetness of feeding, the glamour of it, Charlotte, the glamour… These are the things that matter. David would go on about it, but I couldn't tell him anything.
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