[ Anne and Mephisto aren’t quite quick enough at first, but the ghost hand makes Santana stumble, slowing her down enough for Anne to grab on. Santana struggles at first. But she doesn’t want to hurt Anne, and after a few moments, her screams turn to something more like sobs, her thrashing closer to trembling. She can only keep up the fight for so long.
Still, she doesn’t drop the knife, or take her eyes off of Stephen. Over and over, she repeats: ]
I trusted you. I trusted you. I trusted you.
[ Santana’s trust is not something that’s given easily. Breaking it hurts. ]
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Still, she doesn’t drop the knife, or take her eyes off of Stephen. Over and over, she repeats: ]
I trusted you. I trusted you. I trusted you.
[ Santana’s trust is not something that’s given easily. Breaking it hurts. ]