Kidnapped, burned, and scarred. The tapestry of my past is painted on my soul like the sins of those who have hurt me.
I may have escaped, but I still think about the three men I grew up with who followed their father’s orders and were victims themselves. I hope they find peace while I dance night after night in a club in a cage miles away from them, hoping to ignore the broken pieces I left behind when the mansion burned down.
Rebuilding a life without purpose is hard, but I’m doing my best. Sometimes I can feel three pairs of eyes in the darkness when I’m at work, so I pretend to dance for the strangers I can’t see. Other times, I dream that it’s Deacon, Balor, and Dorian, the protectors and destroyers of my soul.
I’ll continue to flirt with danger, because it’s all I know, as I dance to redemption.
This is Róisin’s story. Blurb to come.
I may have escaped, but I still think about the three men I grew up with who followed their father’s orders and were victims themselves. I hope they find peace while I dance night after night in a club in a cage miles away from them, hoping to ignore the broken pieces I left behind when the mansion burned down.
Rebuilding a life without purpose is hard, but I’m doing my best. Sometimes I can feel three pairs of eyes in the darkness when I’m at work, so I pretend to dance for the strangers I can’t see. Other times, I dream that it’s Deacon, Balor, and Dorian, the protectors and destroyers of my soul.
I’ll continue to flirt with danger, because it’s all I know, as I dance to redemption.
This is Róisin’s story. Blurb to come.
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