Smother me with pillows and kindness, in which I have never seen
Please slit my perfect throat with the knife that I gave you
Keeping quiet as Maeve entered the room, his eyes following her until she came before them (the pregnancy was a surprise, but he had much graver concerns for the moment), Sam waited for Amalia to speak first. The crack in her voice as she began spoke to possible doubt in her actions, which was interesting, but he knew better than to count on that for the time being.
Once she'd said what she had to say, he lifted his head to meet Maeve's eyes entirely and spoke himself: "I ask that you listen to my side of the story too. Amalia was not there that night and she is-" Sam looked back to his sister, her halo and wings; she still intimidated him, but there was a war to fight and he couldn't let himself be so easily scared by a costume. "-To say the least, very biased against the Ascended."
Once she'd said what she had to say, he lifted his head to meet Maeve's eyes entirely and spoke himself: "I ask that you listen to my side of the story too. Amalia was not there that night and she is-" Sam looked back to his sister, her halo and wings; she still intimidated him, but there was a war to fight and he couldn't let himself be so easily scared by a costume. "-To say the least, very biased against the Ascended."
When I told you "I love you" in my home
Just stab me in the back
