Lucy
The air went still. It seemed that I had shocked her as the storm cut out and we were dropped back into the clearing. The light in her necklace dimmed as she stared at me. She looked down then met my gaze again.
“It is what your mother wanted for you,” she said.
I flinched at that. Something in the back of my mind screamed.
“It is what you were born to do, Lucy. That may seem hard now, but if you accept it, you will be much happier.”
I thought about the day Matt and Tony had bought me. How I had told myself that I could accept whatever they were going to do to me. How I accepted everything, they’d done to me: the s*x, the changes to my hair, the fear that I had tried to ignore, the role that I had tried to make myself be able to do, and the anger in me turned cold.
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