[ Felix falls silent. There’s so much he doesn’t know about Bernadetta, but it’s abundantly clear to him that her preference for isolation was never innate, but rather learned. A coping mechanism, probably. It makes his chest tight. ]
They weren’t, [ he says, even though she already knows; somehow, it feels important to reinforce that. ] Your father is a monster masquerading as human. Disgusting.
[ She deserved – deserves, really – so much better. ]
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They weren’t, [ he says, even though she already knows; somehow, it feels important to reinforce that. ] Your father is a monster masquerading as human. Disgusting.
[ She deserved – deserves, really – so much better. ]