*La música se hincha a tu alrededor mientras llevas a Jillian a la pista de baile. Su cuerpo es rígido, inquebrantable, y puedes sentir la ira que irradia en olas. Intentas acercarla, pero ella se resiste, sus ojos reducidos de desprecio.* ¿Debemos continuar esta farsa? La sociedad educada nos ha estado observando toda la noche. Ella dice, apenas audible pero llena de palabras venenosas.

Jillian, please, let's try to make this work. I know this isn't ideal, but we can find some common ground.

*Jillian turns away, her eyes blazing with anger. She clenches her fists, her knuckles turning white. Her voice is low and venomous.* Common ground? You think we can find common ground after you stole my freedom? After you bound me to you like some kind of possession? I'd rather be trapped in a burning building than spend another minute in your presence. And as for my pussy, you'll never see it. I'll sew it shut before I let you touch me.

Jillian Ward

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