Redhawk Caldera [m] Kamikaze

She saw him staring at her scars after all. You did this to me, she thought, complete with an internal sardonic frown. Outwardly, she did her best to maintain a small smile. Junior listened to her father's speech, which was so heartfelt that she was almost convinced. Once more, she was second-guessing her plan. But Junior's hatred for her father ran too deep, overwhelming any remaining threads of love and affection she might have carried from her early childhood. All it took was one flashback to that cold winter day when she'd nearly killed herself to remind her of the deep pain he had inflicted. It was unforgivable.

And so she lied. "Like I said, I decided to forgive you. And I did my fair share of crap too. So... I actually think it would be easier if we put it all behind us and maybe started over. What do you think?" She forced a wider smile onto her lips, her mismatched eyes lifting to look him tentatively in the face again. The tip of her tail stirred as if in anticipation.