Whatever he had promised Daniel, Louis had been angry before. Angry and guilty and filled with regret.
Seventy-seven years together. Does Armand need to be in Louis' head to know how the twist of this knife would land? How accurate the strike of it is, finding effortless purchase in Louis' chest as Armand offers this confirmation.
The pressure of a hand turns to hammering. A shock of pressure, a crack like a fist coming down.
You had no right.
Waste of breath, arguing over a thing that's been done. No reversing it. No way to change what Daniel has lived through, what Louis' mistake has wrought.
A demonstration of just how wrong he had been. Has been. If there has been any lingering thought that he knew Armand—
no subject
Seventy-seven years together. Does Armand need to be in Louis' head to know how the twist of this knife would land? How accurate the strike of it is, finding effortless purchase in Louis' chest as Armand offers this confirmation.
The pressure of a hand turns to hammering. A shock of pressure, a crack like a fist coming down.
You had no right.
Waste of breath, arguing over a thing that's been done. No reversing it. No way to change what Daniel has lived through, what Louis' mistake has wrought.
A demonstration of just how wrong he had been. Has been. If there has been any lingering thought that he knew Armand—
Hammering. Knuckles against stone, over and over.