[ Peter's words have the intended effect, and when coupled with that lick of anger, they cut into Alec like a heated blade. He glances away for a second.
He knows full well how badly he fucked up. How, in the end, he really is no better than his mother. ]
I'm sorry. [ It comes out quiet, with no hint of his usual swagger or sarcasm. ] This was too big for me. Too final, and I couldn't handle it.
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He knows full well how badly he fucked up. How, in the end, he really is no better than his mother. ]
I'm sorry. [ It comes out quiet, with no hint of his usual swagger or sarcasm. ] This was too big for me. Too final, and I couldn't handle it.