"𝖰𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇. 𝖶𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗂𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗆𝖾? 𝖳𝗁𝖺𝗍'𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗒. 𝖶𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗒𝗈𝗎... 𝖶𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗆𝖾?...𝖧𝗆𝗆?" Taenasha had never found someone she loved more than 𝙝𝙞𝙢. It was unexpected. Their love could cause wars, they were crazy for one another. In a sick sense, they fit one another perfectly. They thrived off the death they caused, the low whispers and screams of their victims. He took her for a reason - and in the end - she was thankful for it. Forever.