Chapter 84- "What Part Of I Fucking Love You Don't You Understand?"-02

"W-What?" "Yes, he tried to rape me. I beat him senseless and left him bleeding and too weak to heal himself. The next morning, he was found dead in his room with a pathetic 'I'm sorry, pup' note beside his bead, and a silver dagger sticking out of his heart." My mouth feels dry, and suddenly, my tongue feels like an unwanted deadweight, occupying useless space. "I—" "No, please. Don't give me your fucking pity, I don't want it." "What, no—" "Don't say a word." She growls in a tone so icy, so glacial, it rivals the temperature of Antarctica. A chill travels down my spine. I stand up, abandoning the chair to walk up to her and kneel beside her on the carpeted floor. "Seneca." I plead in a whisper, placing a hand on her thigh lightly, and her shoulders go rigid. "That's why I hated people using my name after that day." She whispers hoarsely, her eyes downcast and tendrils