Broken Wings
Mama G gives Cherry a side eye, then walks over to Raven and whispers, “He’s pissed about something. Don’t take it personal.”
Raven gives a faint nod. She stares into the mirror, finishing her mascara. Her eyes look distant, like she’s gone somewhere far inside herself.
The music from the main room gets louder—showtime is coming. Raven sets down her brush, takes a breath, and rises.
Despite the pain. Despite the humiliation.
She walks out.
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On the stage, Cherry struts under red lights, bathed in glitter and sweat. She’s in her element—swinging around the pole with practiced seduction, basking in catcalls. The men love her. She drinks it in, laughing when they throw bills at her feet.
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