[ The despair she's starting to feel seeps into her bones, makes it harder for her to do anything, let alone zip across the room to follow him again. Her body is still in shock, going from such exquisite pleasure to the cold chill of anguish. This time she has to crawl, moving towards him with a quick desperation.] Please stop. [ She begs him softly, pleads with tear-filled eyes, although this time she doesn't touch him, if he doesn't want her to.
Still, she hovers, as Annie always does.
It's broken. Everything is broken. And she has to fix it. It's down to her because Mitchell won't try, he'll only wallow it its brokenness, he'll simply let it stay shattered because he feels like he breaks everything. She shakes her head, even if he can't see it with his face turned away from hers.] No. You won't hurt me again. [ She knows that much. He won't make that mistake again, not if she knows him as well as she thinks she does. He will never hurt her again, not like this.] I'm not going anywhere.
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Still, she hovers, as Annie always does.
It's broken. Everything is broken. And she has to fix it. It's down to her because Mitchell won't try, he'll only wallow it its brokenness, he'll simply let it stay shattered because he feels like he breaks everything. She shakes her head, even if he can't see it with his face turned away from hers.] No. You won't hurt me again. [ She knows that much. He won't make that mistake again, not if she knows him as well as she thinks she does. He will never hurt her again, not like this.] I'm not going anywhere.