[ That humanity she sought had never been there to begin with. It never developed. The Jackson she knew took being adopted as a personal failing. Driving to prove himself because of it. It humanized him. This one, however, went the opposite direction. The other version craved the connection he'd never had. This one thrived on not having it.
And he was so very satisfied, watching her struggle so very hard. His hand remaining, unhindered by her attempts to remove it. ]
What are you looking for, Lydia? Remorse? You won't find it.
[ But even as he said it, his grip loosened. Just enough for her to breathe again. He wanted to draw this out. Devastate her. Destroy her. Crush her before he killed her. So if she did come back, he could watch her crumble all over again. ]
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And he was so very satisfied, watching her struggle so very hard. His hand remaining, unhindered by her attempts to remove it. ]
What are you looking for, Lydia? Remorse? You won't find it.
[ But even as he said it, his grip loosened. Just enough for her to breathe again. He wanted to draw this out. Devastate her. Destroy her. Crush her before he killed her. So if she did come back, he could watch her crumble all over again. ]