Sad or not, it was the truth. Jessica, unlike, him, had known a home growing up. He'd be able to know that she had a mother, father, and a bratty but adored younger brother growing up, and her heart had broken when that had been taken away from her. That had been what had turned her into a jaded, snide, hopeless individual. Then it had just gotten worse.
Frankly, she was still surprised she hadn't killed herself after she'd gotten away from Kilgrave. It had been a close thing. There had been moment...
Her hand coming up to brush at his hair, to cup the side of his face as she leaned over him, putting herself between him and the world, she was glad she'd stuck with it. He was her prize at the end of it all. He made it worth it. "You know that means that there's lingerie sets hiding around the home, right? I hid them in weird places, and when you find them, we get to play. And they're not all for me," she said with a smirk, then leaned in to kiss him. "You're my life now, Diego. You're it for me. So don't do anything stupid to take that away."
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Frankly, she was still surprised she hadn't killed herself after she'd gotten away from Kilgrave. It had been a close thing. There had been moment...
Her hand coming up to brush at his hair, to cup the side of his face as she leaned over him, putting herself between him and the world, she was glad she'd stuck with it. He was her prize at the end of it all. He made it worth it. "You know that means that there's lingerie sets hiding around the home, right? I hid them in weird places, and when you find them, we get to play. And they're not all for me," she said with a smirk, then leaned in to kiss him. "You're my life now, Diego. You're it for me. So don't do anything stupid to take that away."