Annabelle Linton looked at him with a sarcastic gaze, as if she had already seen through everything. There was no hesitation in her voice. "You're just upset because I don't adore you anymore, because I'm not in love with you, because I won't let you take your frustrations out on me.
You just feel like the world is short one lovesick fool to prove your charm, and now your precious, arrogant ego isn't satisfied. Is that what you call love?
In your heart, I can only ever be a dog groveling at your feet. A creature for you to order around, to insult, to summon and dismiss at will—a beast with no human dignity to speak of.
I'm not allowed to resist you or defy you. The moment I say something you don't like, you think I'm being insubordinate, that I'm challenging you. And you call that love?
Yes, it's 'love.' The love you have for a dog!
Now that I have someone more important in my life, you can't stand the thought of what you consider your property leaving with someone else!
