Little Bird
My body is adorned with bruises and cuts, each one a testament to the battles I have fought to stay alive.
Ace piles my hair in his hand, placing it over my shoulder, and his gaze meets mine in the mirror. An unreadable expression crosses his face before it disappears like it never happened.
“You are still beautiful, Little Bird.” He declares in a strained voice. “Regardless of what happens in the future, always remember to make people bow down to you, even if you have to cut them off at the knees. You do not lower your head to anyone, including the Devil himself.”
“Does that include you?” I whisper, turning around to face him.
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