Settlements // Violet & Evan
"Believe me, Evan. Me wanting to keep this property and having nothing tied to you are both in the same emotion. It’s not that I hold anything against you anymore, I just don’t want to go back to that life." She sighed and let her face fall into a solemn, blank stare. "What’s happened between us, it’s over. What’s done is done, and there is no use playing like this is just us taking a break. I want what was mine in the first place, and you know that it was."
She leaned back into the chair and crossed her legs. Her eyes darted around the office, and she wasn’t sure what choice of words would convince him. If all else failed, she would push him to giver her what she wanted, but for some reason she felt guilty every time she used her powers on him. Perhaps she respected him too much.
They hadn’t really talked much since the divorce was finalized, and part of her still wished they had taken another route. Truth be told, she was disgustingly happy being back with Vincent once again, but it still left her for a small longing for the human life she had had with Evan. It was so much easier in a way, no long-lasting concerns that could plague her for nights on end. The simplicity of a human’s love and affection. She loved Vincent entirely, but being loved by others… now that was a feeling she was addicted to.
"I don’t want to fight with you," she sighed. "I just, I get angry every time I have to deal with something like this. It’s not as if I see you outside of touchy situations anyway." Her eyes finally met his once again. "Please, let’s not make this more complicated than it already is."
It amused Evan every time that Violet attempted to put her food down and get what she wanted. He loved that about her, and the more she tried to get something, the less likely he was to give it up. On top of it all, he could feel when she would use her power against him. She was, after all, the very first one that he had ever learned had any special skill, and in turn, she was the reason that he was able to find out about his own secret skill. All the same, he wondered just how often he was helpless against her.
Evan sighed and leaned forward, “I know, every time you see me it’s merely because of some unpleasant encounter. I wish that you wouldn’t look at me as so troubling. You see, despite how everything turned out for us, I like to think that we had a good history together. I don’t know about you, but I always think of it fondly… well… up until the very end bit, that is.”
Those were true words, but all the same he was reluctant to give up what she wanted. “I just don’t understand why you’re always so keen to erase all of that. We must have thought differently of our past life together.”