Stuffed Animals are scarred with tears, blood, and memories.
But most of all, they watch you grow.
Love.
Kill.
This is Naya's life, through the eyes of a stuffed Polar Bear.
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The preeminent golden child, preened to perfection. The ulti...
You needed your future mother to be next to your adopted one.
He needed to be married to strengthen his reputation.
He desperately needed a business partner, not a lover.
She was intelligent. Talented.
And the heir to a multi-billion dollar clothing conglomerate.
A conniving man like James Brown could not resist preying on a naive woman such as herself.
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Love blinds its victims.
But Himura Katsumi was an exception. She too, played people like chess and was the undefeated winner in her life. Even her father could do nothing as his daughter slowly conquered his company under the guise of a renowned artist. Loving Aileen was the only variable she had introduced to her perfect world.
You thought you knew what path she would choose.
She peered down at you from the opposite end of the table, slowly sipping her cappucino. You held your cup of cocoa in one hand, and clutched me in the other.
Sigh. "You're so young. Why must a baby bird fly when it hasn't yet shed its down feathers?"
sip.
"Why do you want to harm your father?"
How did she know?
"Your eyes are numb, just like mine once were."
Could she read minds?
She didn't answer the question, awaiting your response.
You pulled me to your chest, tucked your chin into my plush, velvety head, and cried.
For the first time, you cried in front of a stranger.
For the first time, you felt understood and heard.
For the first time, you were a thirteen year old child who clutched onto her polar bear and was afraid of facing the broken world that stripped her mother away.
Katsumi kneeled in front of your chair and enveloped you in her arms, her peach perfume reminiscent of the golden sun before it leaves the sky.
She murmured in your ear.
"Kitto umaku ikuyo. Akiramenaide!" It will be okay. Please don't give up.
Your crying subsided as she stroked your hair.
"What do you want to do to him?"
Her heart beat steadily and proud, the vibrations echoing in your ears.
"I want to kill him."
She leaned back, her eyes peering into your soul.
"No."
"No?"
Discarding your homicidal intention... it had never crossed your mind.
Bloodthirstiness filled her aura, and storms overshadowed her eyes.
"No. Death is too easy. You must destroy him. His pride. His joy. All of it must be stripped."
She smiled creepily.
"Your satisfaction is knowing that you did all of it without entering prison."
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And so, Himura Katsumi faked infatuation with James to pursue Aileen.
Four months later, clad in a peach dress, you watched a woman pledge fealty to her lesbian lover while looking at the face of a tyrannical man.
Disgust hardened your eyes when you glanced at your smiling father.
You knew he was only smiling at the new money and power he married into.
The tallest always topple.
Always.
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