[She's crying now, big wet tears running down her face in a torrent, and it's not attractive crying and it's not dignified but she's gone somewhere dignity and appearance don't matter anymore. He's going to kill her, or worse, take her back, but trying to pull away from him hurts too much to try for more than a moment.]
I won't beg you, I won't, I won't, but I won't go back, either, Ben, I'm not going, I want to - I want--
[To be herself, to be Abigail, to be what this creature she didn't want to see again would never let her be. Her own creation, her own monster, her own heart and soul bared for the world to see or concealed if she'd rather.]
[He won't let her be, and he won't let her go, but she fights weakly anyway until she falls to her knees in pain. Her tears fall with a soft crash into the dust.]
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[She's crying now, big wet tears running down her face in a torrent, and it's not attractive crying and it's not dignified but she's gone somewhere dignity and appearance don't matter anymore. He's going to kill her, or worse, take her back, but trying to pull away from him hurts too much to try for more than a moment.]
I won't beg you, I won't, I won't, but I won't go back, either, Ben, I'm not going, I want to - I want--
[To be herself, to be Abigail, to be what this creature she didn't want to see again would never let her be. Her own creation, her own monster, her own heart and soul bared for the world to see or concealed if she'd rather.]
[He won't let her be, and he won't let her go, but she fights weakly anyway until she falls to her knees in pain. Her tears fall with a soft crash into the dust.]