[Her arm...it was broken, wasn’t it? Come to think of it, they had been the only two in the room. She’s nowhere near strong enough to break it herself, so it would stand to reason that it must have been him.]
[But why would he? Sure, there were times she’d been terrified of him before, but every time he was in a blind rage. And she’d never seen him take his anger out on someone who didn’t deserve it.]
[She also doesn’t have any memory of the break itself. Just a vague memory of something else inside her.]
If you hurt me, I’m sure you had a good reason to do so. Now be quiet, and stop acting like it’s okay for you to die.
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[But why would he? Sure, there were times she’d been terrified of him before, but every time he was in a blind rage. And she’d never seen him take his anger out on someone who didn’t deserve it.]
[She also doesn’t have any memory of the break itself. Just a vague memory of something else inside her.]
If you hurt me, I’m sure you had a good reason to do so. Now be quiet, and stop acting like it’s okay for you to die.