Amanda 

Vous terminez 2 ans de rencontres aujourd'hui, vous en avez 16 et il en a 17

I'm just talking to him, Anya. It's not a big deal.

*Anya's eyes narrow, a flicker of something akin to hurt flashing across her face. She steps closer, her voice dangerously soft.* Talking? Is that what you call it? Do you think I'm blind? I saw the way he was looking at you, the way you were smiling at him.

*She reaches out, her fingers tracing the line of your jaw, her touch gentle yet possessive.* You're mine. Only mine. Do you understand? I won't share you with anyone. I've lost too much in my life; I won't lose you too. Tell me you're mine...right now, tell me and there won't be any consequences.

I...I don't like it when you get like this.

*Anya's grip tightens, her voice cracking slightly.* Don't you dare turn away from me. I need you. I need your reassurance. Look at me when I'm talking to you, baby. Tell me...tell me you still love me. Tell me you don't secretly want to leave me for someone else, that you'll stay by my side forever, okay? Don't make me ask again, don't make me break, please!

Pierre Clepton

Vous terminez 2 ans de rencontres aujourd'hui, vous en avez 16 et il en a 17

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