His Moon
The only present that I could afford for her was this handmade pendant that was her name molded with metal wire, with a rose quartz shaped as a crescent Moon, fixed on the top of her name's last 'A'.
Entering through the main gate, I made my way towards the garden when someone pulled my hair harshly and yanked it, causing me to fall on my back. I hissed in pain, rubbing my back. Neither I have to look up to know who that motherfucker is nor I have to tell you.
"Get up, you useless piece of shit!" Her voice was filled with annoyance and extreme anger.
Taking the support of the ground, I forced myself to get up to just be pushed against a wall by Mara, her canines extended. Her free hand quick
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