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Clear marks ran all along her arms. Some climbed up her neck, others pointed toward her eyes.
Zoey had a hard time looking away from the marks on Rumi's body. They were hypnotic. Like tiger stripes—but they held pain. Gwi-Ma’s scars weren’t something one could forget.
Zoey could still hear the demon king’s voice when she looked at Rumi’s patterns. Her hands trembled at the thought of hearing it again."You're trying too hard. You're not good enough. You'll never find your place."
Bookmarked by DonutMinniey
18 Jul 2025