Sue heard everything. With each venomous word towards Fanya it became increasingly obvious. She would likely never be accepted... not truly.<br/><br/><span style="color: #006400">That's what I've been telling you all along. You can't just learn from someone wiser?</span><br/><br/>She lowered her head, shifting her weight just so, making shadows spill over her. Enough darkness, enough silence for a quick roll, leaving the pink-haired girl hiding behind a desk.<span style="color: #ff00ff">"What about Rebecca? She... she cares about me. Emma cares for both of us. You like Emma, right?"</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #006400">Rebecca will be the death of you. She's making you weak. She's already betrayed you once. She'll do it again. And Emma is nothing to me... an enjoyable dalliance. Her time will come when only the two of us are strong enough to survive.</span><br/><br/>Sue's voice came as soft murmers during the silences, half-whimpers of pleading and desperation before reverting to a hateful rasp.<span style="color: #ff00ff">"Maybe... maybe you're right... but what can we do?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>