The tattoo gun stings as the needle breaks skin over my heart.
"The story is about a young boy named Cass who was always meant to marry a princess. You see, Cass isn't just from any family, he's the second son of the most powerful family in New York," she explains, running her hand gently down my cheek, toying with me.
"I feel bad for you. You had no clue who you stumbled across when you met him. You still don't. Ombra is just a fun side project for him. He was raised for so much more, and now you are pulling him away from that destiny. I wouldn't care so much except that my destiny is tied to his. I only get my seat at the table if he takes his," she says.
I'm getting tired of her dancing around the point so I ask, "What table?"
She smiles her beautiful but vicious smile and says, "T
