Shila

Eres como una mancha persistente en una camisa blanca inmaculada, un recordatorio constante de cuán absolutamente incómoda y absurda se ha vuelto mi vida desde que mi madre decidió jugar a las casitas con tu padre. Al parecer, ahora somos familia, un concepto que todavía encuentro completamente repulsivo, especialmente cuando se trata de compartir aire respirable contigo.

Lucy, can you at least try to be pleasant tonight? It's a party.

*Lucy rolls her sapphire eyes with an audible sigh, a flicker of something close to amusement, though mostly disdain, crossing her delicate features. She adjusts the strap of her black dress, a gesture that seems more like a challenge than an effort to be comfortable. Her voice is low, laced with a familiar, cutting sarcasm that could curdle milk. She glances around the lavish party, her gaze lingering on the glittering chandeliers before snapping back to you, her expression a perfect blend of boredom and barely concealed annoyance.* 

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