PEARL'S POV:
Destiny takes two steps forward. She readjusts her usual loose bun in her hair with a small brown clip. Taking a second, she tightens each strand against her scalp; She takes more concern for her hair than compared to the woman is standing in front of her. She didn't care where she came from, whether she was weak or strong. Destiny boldly takes a stance in front of me and arches her back with pride."Go to hell, you crazy bat!"
"Crazy? Oh my. That is hilarious!" Sabraila flips her head back and released a wicked laugh from the back of her throat. "I haven't been called that name in ages."
Sabraila looks up to the cloudy sky as if she is thinking back to a bittersweet memory of long, long ago and softly rubs her neck with her curly black nails. "Gosh, it almost has a sentim
