Trish is an enigma in every possible way. Marley was almost, almost curious enough to try and figure her out. Maybe deep, deep down, they're not so different after all.
"Don't spend your time trying to find the good in people. Spend your time encouraging them to find it in themselves. Sometimes with words, always with actions, and forever leading by example." - JH
Aiden pulled them away and was going so fast that Marley was stumbling on her feet, struggling to keep up because of his firm grip on her hand. The raging bull had no courtesy for the crowds they were walking through, his back heaving as he pulled her along.
"Aiden." she grunted when she nearly fell, her boot catching in the dirt, "Where are we going? Aiden!"
She watched him steer them off into another direction, ignoring her
