ECHOES OF TRUTH
So let's save the sentimentality, and tell me, what is it that you care about?
Mason was wrong, she wasn't a princess, she was the fucking red queen.
Mason clenched his jaw, but the fascination in his eyes was clear, "I think you need to improve your attitude, after all."
Shhh.- she silenced him, -Don't waste my time with trivial things, what do you three want? To live with Anaís in a kind of loving-sexual quartet for life? Don't get me wrong, that sounds fucking exciting, but it's not your decision, it's mine.