Astrea
I refused to sleep. I lay on the hard cement floor until I could muster up enough courage to stand up. He had branded me, yes. But I wasn't going to give up.
I wasn't brought up like that. I was taught to fight and struggle against injustice. I was instructed to strive against mistreatment. And I was trained to face the ugly truth of this cruel world. Although I had been pushed down into the dirt, I was going to brush the soot away and stand up. I would come back stronger and make them pay.
Previously, Calvin was just a wanted criminal. But now, he is more than that. He had done something he didn't have the right to. He had marked me against my will and I had an added resentment against him.
I clenched my jaws as I brushed my fingers on the crook of my neck. I flinched. It wa
