Fastening each button carefully, her movements are slow, as if she is undertaking a solemn and sacred act.
"No." Avery Jane smiled faintly, fastening the last button of her blazer, looking at herself in the mirror; the monochrome tones made her seem as pure as an ink painting.
She secretly prayed, hoping her father would bestow upon her all the courage and inspiration.
Sometimes, it is not about what you want to do, but there seems to be an invisible force pushing everything forward, organizing events one after another, and she is caught in the middle, rising and falling, unable to escape.
This inevitably reminded her of those times alongside Joshua Hughes; with him around, no matter what happened, she was never afraid.
"Avery, don't worry about any tough outcomes, we're all behind you," Charlotte Miller admired Avery Jane. All women have dual nature; no matter how delicate Avery might be, when seeking revenge, she's steadfast and brave enough to amaze others.
