Darius.
I was fuming. Literally because all my attempts at getting her to see from my point of view were failing miserably.
It has been failing since the very first day I saw her seven years ago, and has continued to do so ever since.
I gripped hard on my phone, listening to her blabber on and on about some jargon she intended to I put into the technology she was creating. But I wasn't paying any attention.
I mean, who could?
Who could listen to anything besides her soothing voice? How could I do that when all I've always wanted was her and the throne and not this stupid gadget or whatever it is that she's talking about.
