[ He says now that he wouldn’t have, but Annie can’t help but wonder. He’d been so vulnerable then. So young. How easy would it have been to wrap her hands around his neck and squeeze? To slide a knife between his ribs while his mouth was against hers?
It’s too late now, though. ]
An insult. Because you’re so much better than me.
[ She had thought that was true, once. Now she knows better. ]
no subject
It’s too late now, though. ]
An insult. Because you’re so much better than me.
[ She had thought that was true, once. Now she knows better. ]