"Fuck. What do you want to prove to me? You stand there reeking of blood, tears stinging your eyes and lies spilling out of your mouth. You disgust me."
Slap!
Sorine's anger bubbled up and she landed a sharp palm across his pretty face. She didn't feel any remorse as her anger ebbs away. She felt hatred for him, for the nobles, for the Royals. And she was taking it out on him. She felt like she had to get it out of herself or it would send her to the brink of doom. She hated how it was all going right now but she knew that she didn't have the right to choose. No, she clearly can't complain about facing the consequences of her own actions.
But she wasn't complaining. She was simply feeling what she is meant to feel regarding the treatment being imposed on her. She knew she deserved the consequences of her actions but she didn't think that she should be subjected to such betrayal from someone like Eric.
