[ Not was. Still is. Athessa presses his hand to her lips, then to her cheek as she leans forward to rest her temple against his. Though his words shake her in turn, she schools her breathing into something he can mimic, that he can focus on. In for four, hold. Out for eight. Twice more than Ciara taught her, because Richard taught her better. ]
He is evil, and wrong, and you did not deserve that. You weren't made for that. [ Because there is no Maker, is how her mind finishes that sentence, but it's not her place to say that now. ]
tw: sexual and mental abuse
[ Not was. Still is. Athessa presses his hand to her lips, then to her cheek as she leans forward to rest her temple against his. Though his words shake her in turn, she schools her breathing into something he can mimic, that he can focus on. In for four, hold. Out for eight. Twice more than Ciara taught her, because Richard taught her better. ]
He is evil, and wrong, and you did not deserve that. You weren't made for that. [ Because there is no Maker, is how her mind finishes that sentence, but it's not her place to say that now. ]