[ His hand, encompassing hers, is an incredible comfort, only surpassed by being held in his arms. It does well to dismantly her annoyance. ]

I loved her. It was deeply indulgent, sinful-- and yet, we knew one another far more intimately than either of us ever could have anticipated. Much like best friends, sisters, rivals...

[ Shoulders drooping, her voice takes on an incredibly bitter note. ]

So I thought.