▪ rosewithoutpetals

fuocodipetrova:

<sub>— Rose? How… I mean, as far as I know you died from a werewolf bite.

Old friends had kept popping up around Katherine lately, all to leave her all over again when they found out about her weakened state. - [How she missed old times when people were supportive and close to the ones nearest!] - She looked at Rose with mixed feelings, hoping that the woman would stay to keep her company and discuss past memories.</sub>

                         _{"—and my status would concern you, how?“}

_{The doppelganger was the last person she’d want to see, let alone initiate useless conversation with. Verdant eyes pierced in pure perniciousness and her lips pursed in an attempted to conceal far bitter words she’d rather not unleash. Despite the grudge, Rose thought Katherine would suffer enough alive without hands ripping her limb from limb—although that was a tempting thought as fingers itched to do so.} 

    _{"Now that you’re weak you want to build bridges? You’re not fooling me, Katerina.”}