“You forget that I know you, Rollins,” Roman whispers through clenched teeth, eyes stuck on the hands that held the chair, that hurt him beyond belief, emotion clouding over them before he shakes his head. “One day, you’ll regret it, y’know. Not today, nor tomorrow, nor a year from now. An’ I don’ care, that this is what it takes - it hurts, fuck it hurts but... someone was always gonna be the first ta do it...” Roman replies, his voice barely a whisper as he keeps himself from looking at Seth, unable to believe the words he’s saying. “But one day you’ll realize how much of a mistake ya made, forgettin’ your family ta get ta the top. An’ we won’t be there when ya do,” he adds, fingers playing with a loose thread of his jacket as he blows out a breath, frustrated. “I’m sorry that you’re gonna feel so lonely, Seth. An’ that I won’ be there ta help ya out, not like before. I’m sorry that -- I’m sorry, in general, too.” / @bvrnedred originally posted this (and jamie has no idea what the fuck this response even is).