oh.
she gasps, her smile dropping. the shift in her mood is evident, and you shiver as if the rooms dropped forty degrees.
i'm sorry.
you try, but you know it's not enough, nothing will ever be enough because you did this; you ruined her.
ok.
her breath is shaky, her eyes glassy, and you can see her mind reeling- grasping at air trying to find something, anything to say- but she finds nothing.
i love you.
it's a well practiced lie both of you seem to know so so well.
no you don't.
and then it's just silence. it's eerie and you worry for your life, because in that moment, not only is the silence deafening, but it is also emotionless. she's shutting in on herself, acting on instinct, and a demigod's first instinct is to fight.
good bye.
jeyna because reasons