“Please, you have to listen. You have to understand — I /can’t/.
What you want — I’d /rather/ die first.”
“I have to, do I?
The only issue here, for you, is that I don’t
actually care about what you want. Sorry.”
“I’m begging you. It — the results —
— it won’t be what you want.”
She could feel the fire creeping up her veins.