"This was my decision," Skyla said with a stiff nod. She looked at the view of the ocean. "And I don't regret it. I never will if that is what you are thinking, Emerson." Her eyes were cold and sharp. The warmness which used to glint before, now that was gone. He didn't like what he was seeing within her.
Once she felt like she was living in a cage where she could not meet people or talk with her friends or she was allowed to go anywhere by herself. Once she wanted to escape from the land where she felt suffocated. She wasn't aware of the reality of the world. She didn't know how cruel the world is.
Now her preference has changed, so does her situation. She is not bounded by anything, or no one dares to think about making her do something against her wishes. How could someone challenge t
