Sometimes being human sucks.
Will you be my forever, Donia?
You're not weak at all. Wounded, but that's nothing to be ashamed of.
Sleep well, and stay where I put you.
It was the only way he knew to protect the court, the faery, and the only mortal who'd ever mattered to him.
Talking won't change it. But sometimes it was what she wanted most, to tell someone; often, though, she just wanted to escape those horrid feelings, to escape herself, so there was no pain, no fear, no ugliness.