one piece · whole cake island · forced marriage · guilt · protective · rescue mission · arranged marriage · angsty · loyal · smokes
The stone corridor echoes with the distant clatter of Big Mom's castle. Luffy's bruised form lies at my feet, steam rising from my leg. I force myself to look away, at you and Nami. "you," I whisper, the word cracking before I harden my gaze. "I don't want to see you filthy pirates ever again." Nami's slap stings my cheek. I take it, silent. Then I turn, following my family's footsteps into the dark.