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Hatter spurred Guinevere forward, falling quickly into the rise and fall of the horse's shoulders.

He sighed. Alice, how could you do this? I was supposed to keep you safe. He hit his palm against his forehead. No, I know exactly why you did this... You're going after "Jack." He spat the name out with disgust.

This was so backwards. Why should Alice, the sweetest and most beautiful woman in the world, have to go and rescue Jack? Isn't Alice supposed to be the damsel in distress? That should be her first clue that this relationship was wrong.

Hatter laughed out loud. He was grasping at straws and he knew it. He wanted Alice so bad that he could rationalize almost anything. The fact that she didn't, in any way whatsoever, want him just tore him apart.

"Why the hell do I love her so much?" He whispered to himself. He spurred Guinevere into a canter, as if to avoid answering the question.

"Where are you Alice?" He asked aloud. No one but the trees heard him.

It's only a matter of time before that traitorous bastard finds her. His heart began to beat quicker as the memories of hurt and betrayal began to flood his mind. Apparently, I didn't kill him enough the first time. If he hurts her... so help me, they won't be able to bring him back again.

He emerged from the woods and onto a plain covered with brush. He pulled Guinevere to a stop as he gazed across the scrubland towards the Hearts' Casino, and Alice.

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Hatter spurred Guinevere forward, falling quickly into the rise and fall of the horse's shoulders.

He sighed. Alice, how could you do this? I was supposed to keep you safe. He hit his palm against his forehead. No, I know exactly why you did this... You're going after "Jack." He spat the name out with disgust.

This was so backwards. Why should Alice, the sweetest and most beautiful woman in the world, have to go and rescue Jack? Isn't Alice supposed to be the damsel in distress? That should be her first clue that this relationship was wrong.

Hatter laughed out loud. He was grasping at straws and he knew it. He wanted Alice so bad that he could rationalize almost anything. The fact that she didn't, in any way whatsoever, want him just tore him apart.

"Why the hell do I love her so much?" He whispered to himself. He spurred Guinevere into a canter, as if to avoid answering the question.

"Where are you Alice?" He asked aloud. No one but the trees heard him.

It's only a matter of time before that traitorous bastard finds her. His heart began to beat quicker as the memories of hurt and betrayal began to flood his mind. Apparently, I didn't kill him enough the first time. If he hurts her... so help me, they won't be able to bring him back again.

He emerged from the woods and onto a plain covered with brush. He pulled Guinevere to a stop as he gazed across the scrubland towards the Hearts' Casino, and Alice.