The slender and white fingers were as beautiful as blossoms on a branch. The small piece of paper was placed on her fingers, spinning deftly, the tiny card turning so quickly like a magic trick that it was hard to see, eyes gleaming with intense light. Woman, you cannot be weak, because there is too much responsibility on your shoulders. You have to be a good sister, a good friend, a good daughter, you must wash away the blood feud and shame for your parents........
The eyes glistened like the light of the most beautiful gems shining. No one can do something like that and still live a life of debauchery freely, no one can.
The silent night passed, and Beckett Wright, living downstairs, had no idea what kind of ups and downs Avery Jane experienced on such a night.
