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- Domino [main]
Ever felt cold on a hot day? Ever felt unloved and hurt all the time? Ever had stained blood on your bedsheets, icy tears? For Shyne Wolff, that's all she ever had. Coldness, alone, unloved...
An Orphan.
Shyne hated the death eater that tortured her parents so much they died in blood...then went for her uncles and aunts, then her brothers and sister. Everything she was reminded when she looked at her right arm, the crisscross pattern of scars haunted her, but no one ever cared, not even her adoptive father, Skander. All he cared about was her twin brother, Bane.
But that was only a few of Shyne's problems. Everyone thought her name was Shine. It was pronounced Shane, but no one cared.
Sitting in a very deserted apartment that she had come across. The owners were out if town for 6months, and she was looking after it. It was in OutTown, and it was the roughest place in England. Shyne smirked as she sat down on a chair, with her book, Broken Music. She focused on the book and sipped her water, her eyes eventually slipping to the scars on her arm.
An Orphan.
Shyne hated the death eater that tortured her parents so much they died in blood...then went for her uncles and aunts, then her brothers and sister. Everything she was reminded when she looked at her right arm, the crisscross pattern of scars haunted her, but no one ever cared, not even her adoptive father, Skander. All he cared about was her twin brother, Bane.
But that was only a few of Shyne's problems. Everyone thought her name was Shine. It was pronounced Shane, but no one cared.
Sitting in a very deserted apartment that she had come across. The owners were out if town for 6months, and she was looking after it. It was in OutTown, and it was the roughest place in England. Shyne smirked as she sat down on a chair, with her book, Broken Music. She focused on the book and sipped her water, her eyes eventually slipping to the scars on her arm.