Alice’s fingers tighten, blood running through her at an advanced rate. Her teeth gritted against she had expected freedom from her demons but there would be none. Her hope for relief was fleeting as she tried to restrain herself from shoving her fist into his face even across the table he was chained too.
“You’ve never been the angel with white wings, you never have been.”
“You know nothing.”
“I know everything.”
“Impossible.” Alice snapped, he didn’t know her past. It may not have been anything close to horrendous or brutal but he didn’t know her like he thought.