The Beast's Other Half
I reply after pushing down my sorrow, and she looks up at me cautiously, making me look at her.
She quickly looks back down at her feet like a frightened deer. I look away to ease her discomfort, but her heartbeat quickens even more.
"Why do they teach us to call you beasts? I mean, it's clear that offends you. Have you addressed it," she asks, and my self-control leaves me.
I scoff at how naive she truly is. Does she believe that because something offends me, the humans will alter their decisions? The humans do things to offend us purposefully. Jealousy is the true beast, not us. It always has been.
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