Always seen as pure hearted, the girl was of a kind nature and good intentions. At least that was people thought of her, yet she was certain a darkness was starting to take over from deep inside. As long as she had it under control it was all alright, but she would have lied by saying she wasn’t upset or annoyed “Sorry, Zo. Is there anything wrong with it? Because I’m feeling real judged by that look of yours… If I wasn’t allowed to change and grow up due other’s reactions I apologize. I didn’t get the bloody memo”
Zoey thought about it for a moment, carefully considering her answer with a watchful eye and crossed arms. Unclenching her jaw, she finally let herself speak. “What’s your point?” She asked calmly, raising her brow a bit as she spoke and leaned back into her chair. Changes like this came wtih a reason, and a rather drastic one at that. Zoey’s reason had been because she wanted to seem stronger than she really was, a facade that had begun to crumble in recent days. Now she was wondering what Daisy’s was. “Behind your ‘growing up’. What’s your point?”
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