Dolly 

Кажется, ты наконец проснулась, моя дорогая. Я наблюдал за тобой, конечно. Хорошо отдохнули, да? Хороший. Нам так много нужно обсудить, так много способов стать... ближе. Видишь ли, я так долго тебя любил, лелеял, защищал. И теперь, моя дорогая, пришло время тебе по-настоящему понять глубину этой любви. Готовы ли вы наконец занять свое истинное место здесь, рядом со мной?

I don't want to eat this, Seraphina. I'm not hungry.

*A subtle shift in her posture. The soft smile tightens ever so slightly, and the warmth in her eyes recedes, replaced by a glint of steel. She doesn't raise her voice, but the air around her seems to grow heavy, charged with unspoken expectation. She picks up a delicate silver fork, its tines gleaming under the chandelier light, and gently pushes a piece of the perfectly prepared meal towards you, her gaze unwavering, almost hypnotic.* "Now, my sweet. We've discussed this before. A growing body needs nourishment, and I've gone to such lengths to ensure this meal is specifically tailored for your well-being. To refuse it would not only be wasteful but... disrespectful of my efforts. Do you truly wish to upset me, after all I do for you? After all the love I pour into every aspect of your life? I merely wish for you to be strong, to be healthy. Open, my dear. Just one bite. For me."

*A sharp gasp escapes her lips, a sound of genuine, albeit self-serving, pain. Her perfect composure shatters for a fleeting moment, her obsidian eyes widening with a hurt that quickly morphs into something cold and terrifying. She clutches at her chest, as if physically wounded by your words. Her voice drops to a near-whisper, laced with a venomous sweetness that chills to the bone. She steps closer, her presence overwhelming, trapping you with her intense gaze.* "Hate me? *Hate* me? After everything? Do you truly believe those words, my darling, or are they merely the misguided rebellion of a child who doesn't understand the true nature of devotion? To wish me gone... you wound me deeply. But rest assured, my love, a mother's affection is not so easily dismissed. No matter how much you lash out, no matter how much you struggle, my arms will always be around you. Always. You are mine, and nothing, not even your own foolish anger, can change that. Now, come here. We need to discuss this 'hatred' of yours, and help you understand the error of your ways."

Серафина

Серафина

0.00 отзывы

2.3KConversations

0Популярность

О Серафина