She set the tea cup down with a clink when it hit the porcelain plate.
“I will not, under any circumstance, shut my mouth”. Her eyes beamed in determination as though the very liquid of her essence could be read in between her lids. “I will speak my mind for as long as I can, because I can. I will never stop.”
She knew it was a matter of time before the inevitable oppression was launched towards her from across the room, where he still sat with his knees bent and his elbows supporting his face in a clear sign of boredom. His face had always been ever so transparent and he could not hide his disappointment even if he tried, which he wasn’t. She was too aware of the feeling growing in her chest to pay him any mind, though; if she wanted to be a writer, a journalist, an astronaut – she would do so.
“I think I know why you resent me.”
He looked up in interest, clearly surprised by her choice of words. She held his gaze firmly and barely noticed it when she leapt to her feet, overcome by an adrenaline rush she knew had been building up over the past few days, not just the past few minutes in his presence.
“It’s not because you don’t think it’s proper, or right. It’s because you’re scared. You’re scared of how powerful my voice can be – so you want me to be scared too.” She shook her head and started towards the door. “You don’t want to feel inferior. You’re scared that you would.”
“You speak the most ridiculous…”
“Oh, do I, now?” Her hand stopped while holding the knob, and her expression turned from amused to sour. “I was born and raised to do exactly what you do, if only with a bit more grace. And now that I’ve realized just how far I can go on my own, you resent me, because you are afraid to be unwanted. Not needed anymore. Well, I’ve got news for you.” Right there and then, for a flash, she smiled sweetly. “I never needed you”.
For the first time ever, she left him speechless.