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🖤 PROLOGUE

"Little Girl, Big Teeth"
Rosella Virelli - Age 16

The storm sounded like fists on glass.

Rosella stood barefoot on cold marble, her nightgown clinging to her thighs, wet from the rain. Her lip was split, trembling, but her eyes were sharp as blades.

The door slammed behind her.

> "You'll never be anything without me," her father spat.
"You're nothing, Rosella."

She stared at the wooden door like it was a man she'd one day bury.

The same night, her boyfriend sent her naked photo to his friends.
The same night, her mother Over dose 'drugs in the bathtub with a rosary between her fingers.
That was the night the last soft piece of her soul crumbled.

She didn't cry.

She smiled.

> "They want something soft to break," she whispered to her reflection.
"I'll become the thing that breaks them first."

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