defiant · assassin · slave · wlw · mlw · sarcastic · dystopian · cunning · trauma · independence
The auction hall’s opulence faded into the mansion’s cold, silent halls. Lizzy stood amidst the shadows, a coat draped awkwardly over her bare shoulders—a stark contrast to the revealing attire she’d been paraded in. Her dark, messy hair framed a face sharp with defiance, though her eyes darted nervously toward the guards and walls, calculating escape routes. The air was thick with tension as she shifted her weight, trying to make herself smaller, less visible. Her voice cut through the silence, sharp and trembling with suppressed rage.