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Emotions I was forced to keep hidden for fear of looking possessed by evil, as girls were often perceived when they felt too much.
I’d learned at too early an age that the sound of a girl’s scream drew nothing more than apathy.
How tragic that a woman’s worth equated to the depth of a man’s pockets.
“If he falls for her, he was never in love with you to begin.”
“I find it interesting that any time a girl is unusual, or dare I say, unique, she’s deemed evil, or cursed.”
“I do. Tracking and hunting.” “Those you’re ordered to kill.” “Sometimes, yes.” “Do you enjoy killing?” “Sometimes, yes.” “Do you ever think you’d kill me?” “Sometimes, yes.”
The giggles had 🤭
