"Look in the mirror. Do you even recognize what's left of you?"
>. Had she gone too far this time?
"Don't -- Don't you fucking start with me right now, H a r v e y. I don't want to hear it--" Binary hated it. Hated that he was the only one who could see right through her bullshit and never hesitated to call her out on it. No matter how hard it was to hear the truth, he forced her to listen --;; and most she hated she'd never want anyone else.
"---- What do you want me to say? That no -- I don't recognize even an inch of my old self anymore? That I can no longer relate to that girl in those photos from two years ago?"
She wanted to throw something. To yell at him, to tell him to leave her alone -- but she stood rigid, her mind dissociating from the storm that was erupting within.
"So spare me the crap and tell me already. That I'm too far gone. That Roy -- Roy and his fucking asshole company managed to do what he sought to do all along. To ruin me. To make me rotten to the core."
Not everyone believed in second chances. Not everyone believed that luck would deliver them their truth. In her eyes, there was nothing but search and destroy...But if that was the bitter truth...why was her eye welling up with tears at the mere thought of becoming the very thing she sought to become all along?
"I don't---I don't want to be ruined. I never wanted this, Harvey ---"
Tear after tear, the mascara smudged underneath her eyes. A soft, hitched breath escaped her cramping lungs as she struggled to meet his gaze.
Seeking his comfort as much as denying herself of it.
"...---Will I ever be f r e e ...?"
