While she notes the bitterness, Zoya knows she's too new to him to dig further. Some flowers deserved to blossom without being plucked so early.
"I went travelling when I was younger with my aunt. All we had was the land and the sky."
The story isn't quite right. They'd traveled from the humble village of Pachina to the great likes of the Grand Palace to give Zoya a fighting chance at a life. She wishes she hadn't taken that time with Liliyana for granted.
It's not something she likes to share with anyone. It's not something she trusts to acknowledge herself. She's grateful for the space and time to do it now. It's not lost on Zoya that a stranger—or new acquaintance, really—has given her that opportunity.
"I haven't looked up at it for some time, either." She smiles small at night now, the twinkling of stars and the very thin streaks of cloud. "Who knew all it took was being kidnapped?"
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"I went travelling when I was younger with my aunt. All we had was the land and the sky."
The story isn't quite right. They'd traveled from the humble village of Pachina to the great likes of the Grand Palace to give Zoya a fighting chance at a life. She wishes she hadn't taken that time with Liliyana for granted.
It's not something she likes to share with anyone. It's not something she trusts to acknowledge herself. She's grateful for the space and time to do it now. It's not lost on Zoya that a stranger—or new acquaintance, really—has given her that opportunity.
"I haven't looked up at it for some time, either." She smiles small at night now, the twinkling of stars and the very thin streaks of cloud. "Who knew all it took was being kidnapped?"