The Beautiful Wolf
he says with an evil smile as he gazes into my eyes.
"Please let me go," I said, looking away from him.
He did, and I ran from the room, fighting back the tears.
Hugging all the things and carrying them to discard them, sadly, Lovely immediately stops me, taking them from me.
"You can't throw away these," she says.
I watched as she observed every one of them with excitement.
"Wolves like me are unable to afford designer clothes. We carry these bags around, making others believe we've bought expensive clothes," says Lovely.