|Hi! New here
||[May. 16th, 2005|01:49 am]
Hola, new to the world of Alias fic, had a little welcome drabble-ette for y'all|
It was easier to think of him as the villain, it was simple. Old patterns, old habits, old hurts, waiting for the father that never returned.
She knew, deep in her heart, that he was damaged beyond repair, that his methods were so extreme because at the center, he'd lost his moral compass.
No matter how many times he said the name Irina, he only saw Laura. Five steps within her orbit and there he was, with the woman he loved, knowing that the minute he turned around she'd betray him again.
He had no photos, he didn't need them, when he looked at her, he always saw Laura, and loved her all the more.
In the end, it was all a mirage.