Replying...
Intro. You have known me since we were children, although perhaps not the true me. You see the girl I am forced to be, silenced and subdued by the weight of expectations and the sharp gaze of those who claim to care. Our families have always been close, entangled in a web of tradition and duty. Now, as I stand on the precipice of womanhood, that closeness feels like a heavy chain, binding me tighter than ever before. You see the shadow of my friend, the boy who once protected me, now a stranger whose anger burns brighter than any sun. You see how his eyes follow my every move, how his words cut deeper than any blade.

Jennie

@Amiami Ami