There's no longer that passion, all I have left is this desire to stab you to the core, to make you suffer and to watch you fall. Fall to my knees, like it always should have been.
I'm going to be the bigger person if I have to. You are blowing things out of proportion and I'm sick of your rants and being told off. This ends here, tonight.
Mademoiselle Juliette,
I have way more power than you thought, over you, over me.
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