He touched my cheek, brushed a tear away with his thumb. He stroked my hair, and the gesture felt strangely familiar. The way his hand settled on the back of my neck and gripped me there didn’t. It felt… possessive.
Only one thing missing now. The word “pet”.
“Pet,” he intoned, and fresh terror shook me to my core.
Ah, there it is.
“You couldn’t have succeeded. This was terribly unwise.”
Yeah, no shit.
“Okay,” I murmured.
No, no, no, NO.
And then of course there’s the inner Taylor, who is not “okay” with any of this.
That said, the fact that she has that inner self who is still clear-headed is just even more evidence that this isn’t real. It makes it a lot more like Regent’s body control than like a mind-altering substance. Actually, maybe this doubles as a way for the nightmare to explore Taylor’s feelings about his power?