"...It's not fair!"
Klaus stood frozen, struggling to process what she had just said. His lips parted as he searched for words.
Was he going to cruelly reject her like he did with Tasha? Morticia braced herself, though deep down, she knew how hard it would be to accept it.
Yesterday had felt like they were feeding a bond, bringing her closer to Klaus. She wished he could change... just for her.
Was that too much to ask?
After a long moment, Klaus moved, taking a step backward, then another. His expression was unreadable-guilt? Concern? Anger? Morticia couldn't tell.
She took a deep breath. Right, it was all just a stupid fantasy.
"Goodbye, Klaus. I don't want to ever see you again," she whispered, turning to leave. She knew he wasn't following her; there was no sound of his footstep
