Not So Innocent

"She came down the road, hands in her pockets, dressed all in black. Her eyes came up to, one by one, meet ours. She never stopped, not pausing for a moment she observed us for a few seconds. Her smooth gait never hesitated, seemingly satisfied with whatever conclusion she had reached she simply dropped our gazes and turned a corner, out of sight."

"They stood outside the men's department store. Nine of them all dressed professionally, but throwing off different aura's. I met their eyes one by one, showing a confidence I would never feel inside. I felt my eyes linger on the last two, both looked slightly older than the others, the first met my eyes with cool indifference and pure calculation, examining me in the same way I did him. The second looked at me in an entirely different way, he looked at me as if he could see the bruises on my skin and the limp I was trying so hard to hide. Unable to keep their gazes I looked away and rounded a corner running right into the chest of the person I wished more than anything that I had never met."

What would happen if little Sang wasn't so innocent, if she was still abused but rather than wilting from her mothers lies became stronger. If Sang had never tried to run away for a night and didn't have the shadows that drew the boys to her. Would she still get her happily ever after, or will the boys not find her so sweet to be around.