Twisted Fates
she managed.
Two of the werewolves did as she said. She went on her knees behind her, and slowly let the scissors glide through the brown hair like it was nothing. She closed her eyes against the tears. She couldn’t fall weak. She slowly gave the witch strength to die a peaceful death, knowing that her death was already finalized by the werewolves standing around her.
Within 30n minutes, she was done, and the people cheered. Clarissa didn’t wait as she threw the scissors on the floor and ran to her bedroom. Hot tears burned at the back of her eyes. She felt such intense sorrow as she slid down the floor and cried so hard.