Geneva
I never use the magic that runs in my veins. That’s one of the few rules I live by. It’s stolen, it’s actually evil and it feels wrong. It’s just that this man pisses me off so much all the damn time to the point I couldn’t f*ucking stop myself. I mean, I can’t make him go away. Breaking him, for real, the way I have been shown how is not an option and nothing I tell him, and I did say some pretty nasty things in the past few days, seems to make him forget about me and leave me alone, so I acted on impulse.
I understand that the blood oath that he gave my brother compels him to stand by my side all the time no matter whether I like it or not, and do the job that was assigned to him. No matter if either of us likes it or not. Yet, I don’t care to play the role of a good girl anymo
