I've spent most of my life learning exactly how much a person can take before they snap.
My own family looked at me like I was a curse walking around in human skin. The man I loved traded me away without a second thought. I spent six years building a life out of absolute nothing with three babies on my hip and not a single soul in my corner. Even the council of Elders looked at me like I was dirt tracked onto an expensive rug.
I faced every single one of them, and I didn't break.
But there was something about the way Sasha Lupin crouched in front of me that made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. It was a brand new kind of warning bell.
The others had hated me openly. They did it loudly, with their whole chests.
Sasha, though? Sasha had smiled at me over a brunch table and handed me a napkin. I knew then that she was uo to no good. Still, I thought better of her, like I always did.
