@xhelenaxleblancx
This was... OFF. Not necessarily in a bad way. But there was something irrefutably CRAZY about waking up on the morning of the anniversary of your brother’s death. Breaking down in tears and have one of the very people culpable for KILLING HIM pull you close and dry your tears. A testament to how far both had come. Perhaps. But it still told a very crude story nonetheless. “Does it count as him hurting me if he left me to SUFFER and hid his REAL LIFE?” She honestly wished it did for her. Maybe she wouldn’t miss the VILE BASTARD so much sometimes. But the truth was, before Helena, he was the only person who ever just spoke to her like a human being. Shared her things. Treated her nice. Not just because of what SHE could do for HIM but precisely for what HE could do for HER. Was exactly why everything with Delilah had to be HER FAULT in Sera’s head. But it wasn’t. Turned out that away from her, he was a selfish, egomaniacal, abusive, neglective, controlling, manipulative, self-aggrandized DICK. And that made this whole thing crazy. She SHOULDN’T have missed him -- Right? Or maybe Helena and Delilah shouldn’t have killed him? A part of her brain even considered how his death was the ONLY WAY for Seraphina herself to be free. Was that worth it? Was that selfish? “I’m sorry... I know this is fucking crazy... I know the LAST THING you wanna do is see someone mourn the death of your sister’s abuser... Of a guy that tried to kill you both... I...” She swallowed. HARD. Was she affixing a mask? “I’ll be fine...”











