Grotesque Parody

Aurelia's jaw clenched as she met Sephiran's domineering gaze. Her chin tilted up defiantly, a small act of rebellion against the man who had long since held her in his tight grasp. "I don't know," she retorted, her voice sharp and laced with a bitter edge. “How could I possibly know that, Sephiran?” How could she possibly know what he was accusing her of? How could she possibly appease his doubts and insecurities? She was tired of fighting his battles and defending herself against false accusations. It was exhausting, this constant interrogation and scrutiny from him. Every word, every action, it all suggested that she was hiding something from him; that she was concealing secrets that were not hers to keep. But Aurelia had nothing to hide. She bore his children, after all; they were as much a mystery to her as they were to him.

"Sephiran & Aurelia"