❝ ——— you’re the other one, right? ❞
YOU KNOW WHAT IT’S LIKE TO BE INVISIBLE, to be just another face in the crowd but lydia martin has never known the taste of being in the shadows like you had to but maybe liberty’s different, maybe she’s less of a, for lack of a better word, bitch.
maybe liberty without lydia martin by her side learned how to be a nice human being. you’d be in awe if that were true. you don’t hate lydia, not really, you’d just be happy to throw a right hook at her given the chance.
❝ you probably don’t even remember me. ❞ you don’t mean to sound bitter, but you do. even after all this time, you still hold anger for the damage done to the girl you used to be, you still hold anger over how your weakness as bullied out of you, neglected out of you.
she’s dead, you tell yourself, i’m never going to be that soft again.