Blue
"I let you leave this house, numerous times. I didn't keep you as a prisoner because I knew that you really didn't belong here and even when you killed me, I still gave you a chance to leave but here you are again. Trying to be the reason for my demise." She walks closer to me, her legs move as she walks closer to me.
I turn to Gyles slightly and he is clutching the book. His hands are shaking in fear. I know that whatever he saw in the room is what caused this new fear. He is terrified of her and I need to protect him in a way that I always should have.
I try to move but my legs are stiff. I can't move. She must have done something to me—yet again. Fuck, how am I supposed to protect him when I can't freaking move my legs?
"Let us go, we will leave and you will never see us again."
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