Northstar Vale i'm so tired of eating all my misspoken words

The truth was — had she been sober, she wouldn't have given herself up to that boy.  It wasn't assault but it toed some lines she wasn't comfortable with.  She'd been drunk and she'd been high and she wanted to feel wanted.  And in that moment, that boy had given that to her.  In a million years, she'd never admit that to the man before her.

I don't need your pity.  I'm glad I could be your lesson.  But when your fairy tale comes crashing down, when your woman leaves you, you'll remember me.  She laughed and stepped close enough her toes nearly touched his.  Aware of the curves of her body, her voice came hushed and sultry.  Do you wanna find out?  If that's all it takes to have me?  Her laughter took on a hysterical pitch as she deftly stepped away, expecting retaliation.  She wanted him to hurt her; she wanted to bleed.

Your mind's made up.  You can think whatever you want.  But you'll always remember me.  I'll always mean something to you.  Because she taught him a lesson, because she had broken his heart.  Neh?