by Onyx » Fri Sep 16, 2011 12:18 am
Inwardly, Onyx sighs while keeping her eyes on her book. If she was being truthful, she was tired of being angry at Aly. A part of her wanted to bow and scrape and beg for forgiveness.
But a very new part of herself refused. Aly was wrong, it screamed. She wants you to do what you want, then gets angry when she doesn't like the results. She doesn't respect you or think you can take care of yourself.
Onyx gently closes her book and puts it on the coffee table.
"...Do you need help?" Onyx asks.