[ God fucking hell fucking-- She exhales loudly. ]
No. It wasn't. I made my own mess and now I'm wallowing in it.
[ She'd made that mess as soon as she'd met Nyx Ulric. He'd been oil on her fire, and then had had the utter indecency to make her feel like he was something that could be relied upon. A source of stability and willpower that had dropped out from under her like someone had kicked one of her fucking crutches.
And now here she is.
Using him as an excuse to be the most pathetic she can be. ]
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No. It wasn't. I made my own mess and now I'm wallowing in it.
[ She'd made that mess as soon as she'd met Nyx Ulric. He'd been oil on her fire, and then had had the utter indecency to make her feel like he was something that could be relied upon. A source of stability and willpower that had dropped out from under her like someone had kicked one of her fucking crutches.
And now here she is.
Using him as an excuse to be the most pathetic she can be. ]