And yet, was that such a surprise? To find herself, in the words of someone she'd begun to trust, somewhere else, still the recipe for ruin and downfall of everything that she'd dared to think she could touch? It's has a sharp, hollow, familiar ring to it. Absolutely the kind of disaster Number Three would leave in her wake. Had. In Hollywood. In Dallas.
This sounds so much more like what she expected. What is it about being told she'd been part of paving hell and hurting the people she cared for felt more familiar, more true, more her, more relieving and easy to believe than Kaneki or Deigo saying that she'd been happy -- with Claire, with someone she loved -- that everyone had been.
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And yet, was that such a surprise? To find herself, in the words of someone she'd begun to trust, somewhere else, still the recipe for ruin and downfall of everything that she'd dared to think she could touch? It's has a sharp, hollow, familiar ring to it. Absolutely the kind of disaster Number Three would leave in her wake. Had. In Hollywood. In Dallas.
This sounds so much more like what she expected. What is it about being told she'd been part of paving hell and hurting the people she cared for felt more familiar, more true, more her, more relieving and easy to believe than Kaneki or Deigo saying that she'd been happy -- with Claire, with someone she loved -- that everyone had been.