Chapter 15 Sweet Memories

• Knight could see the questions in her eyes, the pain she tried to suppress, and the hate she refused to let take control. Her sneer disappeared, and Ayra shut her eyes, but when she opened them again, grief filled those pupils. "No," she whispered, "I can't hate you, Knight. I'll never hate you."
• Damn, she was so hardheaded, rooted in her stance. If only she knew he wouldn't let those puppy browns fool him again. If only she knew how much he hated her, how much he wanted to make her cry. He'd love to see how fast she'd break, how long she'd keep insisting and chanting.
• "Is that what you wanted?" she searched his eyes, "To hear me beg to keep my position?"