parents who called her and her mother cursed, the shame of knowing her father was a monster, which meant monster blood ran in her, but that was fine because if it took monster blood to get rid of the monsters, then Bitter was ready to do her part, her terrible and necessary part, no more hiding in Eucalyptus, no more staying apart and uninvolved. Her mother was dead and her father was a monster and Bitter didn’t know what she was, but she knew what she could do, she knew it was powerful and she was tired of being scared. Maybe it was time to become the scary one, the one they ran from, the one
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