RUBY
I hated that smile. I hated her even more. Anyone who just met her would think that we were the best duo. That we had a good relationship but I knew better. She wasn't quick with her hands like my mother had been, she didn't have to be because she was far worse and I knew it.
If it hadn't been for Troy, I bet I could have died in her hands. Just not today. Not ever after five years ago. I wasn't that girl that feared everyone else but myself. I was actually the opposite now.
And I loved and hated this side of me too. Because I could be as powerful as the moon goddess would allow me to be. But I didn't have a black soul like the most of them did. And that was the problem. Why did I have to be different?
I backed a step away from her the second she stepped too close to me. Almost hugging me. I was repulsed by the very idea of even sharing a smile with her. Much less a body contact.
