PIPER
It feels like he ripped my weakly beating heart out of my chest and gave it one final stomp.
"Exactly," I say, fighting back tears. "You said you'd keep me around so long as I'm useful. I guess I'm not useful anymore. So I'd say it's time for me to go."
He squeezes his eyes closed for a second. When they open, there's a desperate tinge to the electric blue. "You have to see that I had your best interests at heart."
"What heart?" His eyes narrow, and I hold up a hand. "I'm—I'm sorry. This is actually my fault. I never should have expected anything different from you."
"Because the man who has saved your life more times than you can count is obviously awful. What a monster," he says, voice thick with sarcasm.
"I'd rather die on my own terms than live under yours."
He nods, his mouth working angrily from one side to the other. "Glad to know being with me is worse than death."
