"There is always a way out."
"Yeah, sure. Death."
"So?"
"Seriously? You'd rather die than being forced to be with me? You want to make a statement? Start a rebellion or something? Of what use would it be to you when you're dead?"
"I'd be free..." She hesitated. "It's nothing personal."
He snorted. "Sure..."
Above them, high in the sky, the all-vigilant head kept watch over the world and the law.
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