Date: 2009-05-23 06:44 am (UTC)
hell_in_highheels: (working)
She expects him to be incensed, and really, she wouldn't blame him if he was.

"I'm sorry, truly. I probably should have mentioned this to you on day one, but it never seemed relevant. It was over and done the day I died. The only reason I approached him at all was to tell him about you. About us."

She hisses through her teeth as the ice hits, but she doesn't pull away, as much as she wants to. "Fuck, they're broken, aren't they?"
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