Violette
She waited patiently until Maya and Harlan left for their honeymoon to make her announcement. She didn't want to spoil their happiness and hated the thought she eventually would.
But she needed to say it, needed to get it out of her chest. And she would hurt them all, especially him, for some reason she didn't want that.
She thought back to the night she found out her mother was dead.
"Leave," she said, her voice tired. She didn't have the energy to do their amusing little dance.
"Not until you tell me what happened," Blaze said, so determined.
"Blaze, please, I'm tired," she said. This time she wasn't in the mood to fight with him or even pretend she didn't want to fuck his brains out.
"You have bruises around your neck, who did that?" His anger should have moved her because it meant he cared, but she knew that. She'd always known that.
"Please leave, Blaze." She looked at the ground. She was begging at this point. But she also wanted him to stay.
