she sought death on a queen-sized bed ☀ ☀ ☀ marley

princessmaradaisy:

_{Marianne flipped to page six, scanning for any mentions of her name. “Look, you’re in the background of this one,” frowning at the photo’s caption as she held it to her face.}

_{Marianne Waterhouse exiting Groucho Club with unidentified male companion.}

_{“They called you a companion,” she scoffed at him. “I guess, it beats escort, right?”}

     _{Henley’s responding smile is stiff and harshly inanimate. “You could always change that.”}

     _{He shrugs with malignant innocence; it’s a blunt statement, especially considering their circumstances. But they might as well, right? Being where they are.}