"You love her," she hissed. "It makes me sick." Something familiar and welcome burned her fingers, and she curled them into fists, letting the sparks answer her wrath with vicious, thrumming excitement. "It's not fair that I'll always have to share, and you don't. It's the only way."
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Date: 2009-11-25 10:17 am (UTC)