Hushed Willows [m] Hanging up the knives, humming melodies that rhyme

Reverie scarcely listened; she didn't care. I saw the way you looked at me, She said when he finally finished, not looking at him as she spoke. Her voice was low and filled with venom. I've seen that look before. All those promises - that you wouldn't be like him, and here we are. I don't want to be your burden, Boone.

She finally looked at him then, and her eyes were scathing. I did this because I trusted you. And you - do you think I did it on purpose? That I'm choosing to suffer? You knew this would happen. You knew that - that all I wanted was to be supported. I was terrified, and you didn't even care, Reverie began to break into sobs. I won't do this again. I won't. I - I would rather die.