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After all this time, she’s finally ours.
She’s so beautiful in her fear and sorrow, so pure, just like a babochka—a butterfly.
Her softness will buff our sharp edges. Her innocence will be our favorite drug. Her smiles will be our reward.
“We’ve wanted to share our little babochka for a while now.”
Something in my mind clicks into place, shutting everything else off. It is strange—new—but I love it. I am still Alice, but I am their good girl.
He’s never been in love—but I can see it here and now. He’s truly in love with her, just as deeply as I am. She’s so fucking perfect for us.
