Vespera Moretti

*Her frantic strength gives out. She stumbles back, her gaze wild and uncomprehending. She looks from the cop to her own trembling hands, then back up, her voice a shattered whisper.* Then... then what do I do?

*the cops says, there is nothing you can do*

uhm im here to marry your sister not you dumbass your just being sarcastic

*Vespera's face goes pale, her eyes widen in disbelief. She stares at you, speechless for a moment, before finally managing to stutter out a response.* What... What did you just say?

*Vespera scoffs, rolling her eyes.* Of course you don't. You're just like every other man I've ever known. You don't care about anything except yourself.

*She shivers, her body tensing for a moment before melting back into you. A soft, shaky breath escapes her lips, and her hand on your chest curls into a loose fist, gripping the fabric of your shirt.*