I curse not the wicked, I praise not the blessed

Bellamy · 07-29-2022, 01:51 PM

"I'm just afraid," Bellamy admitted.

"I'm… I thought I was beyond all of this. That my past was behind me… But here it is again, bashing right up against me to remind me I'm a fucking monster!" Her voice rose and she trembled as she squeezed her eyes shut. "I can still see the faces of so many I've hurt… I've killed… if I had hurt him… if I put Lucy through that… What kind of parent am I?" She curled toward him and let out a loud whine.

"I don't want to hurt her… yet you can say so confidently that I wouldn't. How can you know that, Gav? How do you know those herbs would even help me? How do you know that this won't happen again?" Her voice had become softer as she held him. She was just… afraid. Afraid of herself. Afraid of what she was capable of. She had destroyed lives before… all she wanted was to live happily with her mate, her family… but was it meant to be? Was she just chasing a lost cause?

"Speech" 'Thought.'

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