He was tired of this. He was tired of fighting her. HE WAS TIRED OF HER FIGHTING HIM. Getting up from his spot, he threw the tweezers onto the medical tray on her bed. He looked at her with frustration, with something resembling fury but at the same time grief. “THEN FUCKING TELL ME ANNA!” He yelled, his hands balled up into fists. He hated not knowing. If he didn’t know anything he’d find out. But this, he couldn’t solve because she wouldn’t let him. She resisted help like it would burn her. He was tired of her ignoring the help that he and Charlotte offered her. “Fuck you, Anna! If you say I don’t know shit, guess what I’ll find out what it is you’re hiding! Because you always have secrets, немного шалунья–” Little minx. What he called her when they were back in the hands of the KGB. But it didn’t matter where they were because they held Charlotte’s hands…they were together..they made a home and Anna was… “You always have secrets, but I always find out.”
You are made of marble. She keeps her face straight, showing to emotions. She raises her look at him, raising her brows and tightening her jaw. Her eyes are cold, emotionless. She tilts her head to the side, and bites the inside of his cheek. It hurts. The truth is she’s tired of fighting him too. She’s tired of being alone. She’s tired of not having anyone she can trust - there’s Henry, but he doesn’t get it. Not like Charlotte. Not like Dimitri. She’s tired, but there’s something inside of her that is stronger than all of it. Dimitri hurt her. He never once saw her as anything other than a weapon, a spider, a monster. She gets up, quick steps until she’s close to him, until he can feel the anger inside of her. “Do you want to know the truth, Dimitri? I’m fucking Henry. I’m fucking Phillip. I’m fucking Michael. I’m fucking every single one of them, and I’m working for America so that I can slice every single one of their throats and watch them bleed and go home. You know why I’m doing this? Because that’s what us spiders do.” She mimics his words from months and months before, anger and hurt in her eyes as she smirks. “We lie and we kill.”