Cracks in the Pretence (Fragile Hearts 2)

Anastasia Morozov, the name i was born with was powerful, people bowed to me, smile and feared my brothers. Me? I was just a pawn in the game, I had learnt to keep quiet, to listen, to observe and to escape when needed.
They called being caged as security, as if the day won't come when i would be handed off like a commision to one of the bratva men to secure the alliance. as if i was safe with the monsters i grew up around.
There was only one person who saw right through me, saw the fear and uneasiness which hid behind the face of composure. I should've been annoyed, I should've been concerned, but all i felt....was like being seen. That is what Abhinav Ragvanshi did to me.
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An Angle caught is hell, that was what she was. her wings cut years ago but the hope never leaving her eyes. She didn't even realise how much she effects me, I assume someone lesser in her place who've turned selfish or broken, yet she held on, and with a smile on her face. She was a ray of light in the darkness surrounding me, and i made sure that darkness.......didn't reach her.
She had been a teenager when I was handed over to Xander as slave, my resolve was broken, my eyes were souless, yet she treated me like a human, and thus i made sure i remained one....atleast for her.
It doesn't matter if I can't have her, I only need to protect her.........or does it matter?