Overture Downs Shattered, I will capture you, so run

Evander, she says.

Why are you a bitch, she says.

Win’s mouth curved into a mean smirk, the whites of her eyes showing as she did so.

You never listened to anybody, did ya? Her heart hummed as fast as the wings of a hummingbird.

I’ve always been a bitch. Said by concerned neighbors, said by colleagues, said by mother and father and everyone who’d ever met her for longer than five minutes. Win tried not to let it hurt, but it did anyway, scalding her feelings to the point they turned to obsidian.