<span style="color: #ff8000">"oh? now i am immature? i am cold because i have been hurt too much, if i don't trust anyone else i won't be hurt anymore, or at least not as badly."</span>she smirked bitterly and drank some more.<span style="color: #ff8000">"that is not your choice to make, it is my choice and i have refused Order's offer. bad place? i will be dead, they were driving me to suicide. if being healed means there is even the slightest chance that i would let him back into my life then i will die before i let anyone heal me. do you know the biggest change in my life since this happened? i don't let anyone walk all over me for any reason and i like it."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>