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He knows what she’s doing. He’s been beneath her hand long enough to understand the way she finds glee in gaining a reaction from him while he can receive none. He knows he will get nothing from her, but that doesn’t really stop The Jealous from trying anyway.
“Yeah, yeah, whatever.”
Envy snaps his anger away- it’s quick like snuffing out a flame with dirt. Dante has the power to get rid of him if she would so choose. The Witch probably wouldn’t, but Envy wasn’t one for taking chances.
THERE IS SOMETHING s i c k inside of her; something dark and cold that surrounded and inhaled all that was good. There was something so satisfying about watching how her words could hold such power over another. Such EMOTION from her son, he got that from his father. The father that left him. As for Dante, she could feel little anymore and it mattered not to her.
❝ Tsk tsk, don’t be a bad boy, Envy. ❞
HER WORDS WERE condescending, tone mocking as she managed to keep her cruel laughter to herself.
❝ Bad boys get punished. ❞








