by pollydogluv » Fri Sep 30, 2011 7:35 am
Alice moved her hands down and then back to his neck, she moved when of her hands to his chest feeling his ribbling abbs.
“Don’t think I have any intention of caressing your cheek and saying I was wrong.. I will not weep and wonder what might have been.
I’m sure you understand.
Still… I’m proud of you, in a way. You’ve shown great conviction. Strength. Courage. All noble qualities.
I should have killed you long ago.” - Haytham Kenway