"We're heading deep inside lives a voice, a voice so quiet, but I can't hear that voice when your heart beats next to mine."
— Quit, Chasmere cat, Ariana Grande.
Returning to her old bedroom where she'd spent majority of her childhood locked away brought back painful memories for the girl as she remembered why she'd not been here in a while. Trixie knew she had to hurry and not reminisce on the past but she couldn't help it, everything reminded her of it. Snapping out of it, she scanned the room for any sign of it, eyes flashing when she located the small box that had been tucked on the shelf above her bed.
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Teen FictionA convict with a thirst for revenge, a sharpshooter who can't walk away from a wager, a runaway with a privileged past, a spy known as the wraith, a heartrender using her magic to survive the slums, a thief with a gift for unlikely escapes, a ballet...