“MYSELF KILLED? One of your little WORKERS tried to TAKE me again–my work is the only reason I’m still in this DIMENSION, asshole.”
Natalia couldn’t understand their dynamic, between LOVING and HATING this man in a matter of minutes before she was threatening to BREAK it off again. This was the THIRD attempt someone tried to steal her out of her home for the sake of getting to her LOVELY boyfriend.
“not my problem.” he wanted to say that it was, but the problem ended up being that ky couldn’t admit that. no, it wasn’t his problem – no matter what he ended up feeling… he wasn’t going to get involved. what would happen, would happen, and whatever consequences followed suit. if she couldn’t protect herself? well, that was on her – not him. “they should know by now this won’t change anything.”