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2024-10-29 19:42:56Ozias' Point of View
Ciaran had crossed a line. Expecting Alvara to be anything like Savanah was outrageous. They might have been twins but they were still individual people. Lead extremely different lives. Savanah had know about Alvara her entire life. Never had someone coerce her into mating with them. Wasn't a bargaining chip for money. Savanah was never physically abused by someone she loved.
All of these things changed people. For better or for worse. In Alvara's case, it had made her stronger. She had found a back bone and fire. Savanah had a flicker of the same fire but was more soft hearted. At the end of the day, they were both unique in their own right. Strong in their own capacities.
Tears rolled down Alvara's cheeks, dampening my chest in the process. Every now and again, she gulped down breath. Not once did I hear a sound from her, other than her breathing. Her form shook with sadness. All I could do was witness her pain
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