Strength and Mercy
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Ava: The theft of my innocence splintered me as a child. When I chose not to suffer in silence it cost me the one I trusted the most. I tried not to let it stop me from life and love but I still fall short. I may not fight hard for myself but I will use my wit and all my resources to fight for this shelter and the people who depend on it. I thought my convictions and work were all I have to live for but then I met him.
Kaden: Bruises and anguish were guests I often hosted. I lived with the worst of humanity and the good in my life was stripped from me. Because of this I became ruthless and business was the vessel for my rage. People were tools to be used or obstacles to be removed. I embraced this ideology, it suited me. That is, until I met her.
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