’caroline, just spit it out. i know you need somethin’.
c’mon. i know you just don’t call for anything.’it had to be about business, because he couldn’t do personal anymore.
right now, all he could feel was the urge to send her straight to purgatory,
and that was scary enough in of itself. so much has changed since the
last time he laid eyes on her. it would probably be a more happier reunion
if the damned mark on his arm wouldn’t beckon him to decimate her.
❝ —– look.❞
( and she doesn’t know where to begin. never has.
how had she fallen so far off the rails, how had she
stood by and watched as her world was rocked without
so much as a flinch. throat growing dry at his demand,
oceanic hues narrow, her brow line wearing thin as she
grits her teeth. there’s a thickness in the air, one that
you could cut with a knife. although, it’s not a change.
she’s used to it. dean made his choice, and she had made
hers perfectly clear. words sticking to the back of her throat
lips parted as noise seems to cease before she’s shaken back
to reality. )
❝ can we just talk about you for a second,
—– can i ask you where you’ve been.❞