"Leave."
"…"
'…'
At the dreadful silence and state we were in, Theressa eventually stood from our side. And I felt how the part of us that felt suffocated by her touch fred itself from the weight her visit provoked, glad by it... Too much by it.
"I'll help you even if you don't believe me."
… Nonetheless, something else came over Marianne once we heard her say that.
Our head turned slightly, and our swollen eyes glared at her, trembling in the rage that came from Marianne's deepest and unknown bottom.
"… You'll help me die again?"
"!? W-what are you-"
"Will you hide that poison you gave me here too? Like you did last time? Will that be the escape you'll give me again?… Leave my sight… I won't ever… I will never make the mistake of believing you again, Theressa."
"But I didn't-"
"GET OUT!!!"
