Sleepy Fox Hollow such sweet nothing

[table][tr][td valign=center] [/td][td]

More blame was pushed onto her, none of which she could accept. She could not agree with him, could not confirm that she’d never cared because, at some point, she had. As far as she was concerned, whatever might have been taken from him had then been given back, and then some. In various forms, yes, but she had given him all that she had been able to. And yet, despite that, she continued to be blamed for that which was either out of her control or could no longer be changed. “I gave you everything,” she managed to get out, her words forced. Perhaps silence would have been better, but she could no better stop her words than he could rid himself of his anger. “I gave you a home. I gave you my children, a family. I gave you power, but nothing was ever enough for you.” With her fear, there came anger of her own, fueled by betrayal; his, as well as all of those that had come and gone before him.

At first, his words hadn’t been understood. It’d taken her a moment to realize what he meant, but she’d not been given an opportunity to reply. There was another step, sending her backwards, but it wasn’t enough. She’d hardly the chance to blink before the distance between them was lost entirely, his body colliding with hers. Along with a yelp, the air from her lungs was pushed out passed her lips, leaving her winded and stunned. Her body was thrown to the ground by the force of the impact, then pinned there by the male’s mass. Squeezing her eyes shut, she tried to curl in on herself, a whimper slinking up and out of her throat.

[/td][td valign=center] [/td][/tr][/table]