"I should have," Tara said flatly, pulling in another lungful of smoke before her cigarette's spent and she tosses it to the sidewalk, grinding it under her shoe. "She shows up again, I'll kill her myself if I see her first." The words are even and without anger, but she doesn't hesitate. Not until a moment later, not until--
"..... What now, Jax? We're not the same people, anymore." That much is clear. He's broken - god, she can see it, and all she wants to do is put him back together, but she loves him too much for that. Loves herself too much for that, now.
He destroyed her. She knows that, and he'd do it again. They're like circling planets.
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Date: 2016-09-02 06:24 am (UTC)"..... What now, Jax? We're not the same people, anymore." That much is clear. He's broken - god, she can see it, and all she wants to do is put him back together, but she loves him too much for that. Loves herself too much for that, now.
He destroyed her. She knows that, and he'd do it again. They're like circling planets.