This Is What You Wanted

POV: Vesper

"Of course I have to think about him. It's what any normal person would do," I whisper, the sound of my own voice a hollow, pathetic echo against the cold tile walls.

I turn away from the suffocating heat of Killian's stare and force myself to face the mirror above the sinks. The harsh fluorescent lighting of the public restroom offers zero mercy. It strips away all the dark glamour