Page 253 of The Doll and The Domination

A shadow passes through the kitchen as Krimson steps through the front door, setting his bag down with a clunking sound.

“Your kid was gawking through your window again,” he announces.

My mom chuckles, turning the corner to greet me at the door.

“Are you gawking again, Sapphire?”

I sigh. I’m surprised she didn’t say my full name. She loves to, even though I go by Sapph.

No one ever understands why I cut my name short, why I don’t shake hands and announce my full name, why I don’t claim it with pride and acceptance. Do I want to be stared and whispered about? Do I want to endure rumors on the state of my mental health?

“Maybe she’s like her father, maybe there are other alters living in that head of hers.”

“Look at those different colored eyes. That must mean something, right?”

Hello, my name is Sapphire S. Valdawell.

The daughter of Skylenna Ambrose and Dessin and Kane Valdawell.

Buy tickets to the freakshow.

Everyone’s waiting to see if the spawns are freaks too.

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