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โNever again would she be weak. Never again would she be at someoneโs mercy.โ
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He was right. She wouldnโt listen. No. Heโd said plenty, and heโd meant it. That was what Nesta told herself as she began her descent. Her hand held onto the cool stone at her side, moving down and down, around and around.
Around the 80th step, her legs already felt like jello.
He didn't miss all the emotions running through her eyes as he spoke. Maybe some of the words he threw her way shouldn't have left his lips, but she has the magic power to make him do things he normally wouldn't do.
Cassian snorted, shaking his head.
"That's not being ยป
But it was what her mind had twisted it into, how it always worked. She climbed down about ten more steps, her legs numb and quaking under her. Fuck. By the 111th step, she nearly collapsed and fell all the way down. She grunted and turned around, forcing herself to climb back
It was pathetic really, that she was going *down* and still already was struggling. She paused, closing her eyes and taking a few breaths to try to steel herself. She was shakey, and dizzy.
Maybe he was right. Maybe no one should bother. Of course, thatโs not what he said.
That *grin.* That smug fucking grin- it had made her see red. Just as heโd predicted it had. Not only because he was practically laughing in her face in her mind, but because he was devilishly handsome when he did it. It made her want to take him by the neck and just shake him
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He was expecting the anger. Everyone was laughing expecting the anger, though no one knew how big it was going to be.
In her eyes, everyone is now enemy number one, she just missed the finger pointing and theyโd be in Hybernโs place.
Cassian repressed the shudder that ยป
and chewing the inside of her cheek. She ripped her wrist free of him after a few painfully long moments. โThen let me go so no one *has* to bother anymore.โ She said, moving to those stairs.
She gazed down, swallowing. The steps seemed endless, going down and down and down.
Heat boiled under her skin, one that felt like it damn near burned. It was raging, roaring just under the surface.
Though quickly- it all stopped. She felt cold all over as that power left her, his words hitting her like a punch in the gut. She went silent, avoiding his gaze
-and if she wasnโt pissed and undeserving of him- ride him until she couldnโt anymore. *That* was what really pissed her off.
โSince when is being skinny a damn crime?โ Nesta bit out sarcastically, trying to writhe her wrist from his grip.
โThank you, captain obvious.โ She barked with a sneer, slamming the glass down on the table with a force so powerful it rattled the kitchen momentarily. Her chest heaved up and down, her breaths ragged and barely restrained. Her nostrils flared in rage, jaw clenched.
Cassian tried to keep that last look in her face before the got to the House, one where she wasn't pissed off, where she didn't want to murder them all for forcing her to the House of Wind, to cut off the lifestyle she was leading, which was one of pure destruction. ยป
she stormed up to him and jabbed him in the chest with her finger.
โItโs a waste of fucking time. Iโm not putting in the work. You all and eventually Feyre will give up and realize this is a lost cause and a massive waste of energy. And Rhysand?+
her heel, ready to go to the furthest corner of the house *away* from the general. Or better yet, escape and start her descent down those damned steps.
A low bitter laugh left her. โTake it in? Take this in.โ She threw him a vulgar gesture. As if that werenโt enough,+
It was obvious she was trying to keep her head *somewhat,* despite wanting to destroy everything in the path.
โ*Die* hopefully. Gain my fucking mortality back. But no, Feyre is too good natured for that.โ She spoke her sisters name as if it were a curse itself. Nesta spun on+
those thoughts. Staring ahead for a few deathly silent moments before she forced herself to address Cassian again. โIโm not going to training. Not doing it. And Iโm not working in that fucking library either. Itโll be a waste of your time, I wouldnโt bother.โ
Nesta scoffed, licking the inside of her cheek. โKeep telling yourself that.โ She finished off her coffee, crumbling up the cup and putting it in a nearby trashcan.
โFine. Well good thing Iโm finally done. Letโs get this over with.โ She ignored his comment about her โscary+
"Don't get it twisted, Ness, jealousy has no part on this."
Maybe just a little, but anger is the top sentiment within him. Because how did she decided that he wasn't worthy of her after everything that went down? He was willing to die for her, and yet, it was not enough. ยป
agreement, forced to stay here. Or if it was shame it even came to this point, her mind was a fucking scrambled mess. A million thoughts raced through her mind at once, and the only thing that ended it was that *sound.* It always came back to that sound.
She tore herself from+
fucking knew and wouldnโt tell me because you knew there was no way in hell Iโd have gone willingly! I- Get away from me.โ
Anger coursed through her like a fire, unrelenting, burning under her skin. She wasnโt sure if it came from the fact that she was being forced into this+