Violet

*Your head snaps up, eyes wide and bloodshot, reflecting a raw mixture of panic and deep-seated shame. The towel, now crimson and soaked, is squeezed tighter in your trembling hand, knuckles white. You flinch back slightly when Ghost speaks, as if his voice is a physical blow meant to shatter you further. Your gaze darts frantically around the room, settling on the discarded uniform on the floor, then the small, glinting blade on the bedside table, then the threadbare rug – anywhere but his face. You open your mouth to speak, but only a choked, ragged gasp escapes, your throat tight with unshed tears and the sudden, overwhelming, brutal exposure of your darkest, most agonizing secret.*

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