Bittersweet Endings

<p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>She had been their doll-painted polished and put on display. But the shelf where she once</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>sat had been reduced to ash.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>And the girl I thought would break? She'd rebuilt herself from the ruins.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>The Agostino family's little princess was gone. In her place stood a woman forged from</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>blood betrayal and a newly found fire that was lit beneath her.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>The plan had always been to turn her against them. To make her hate me. And she did hate</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>me. Well at times she did.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>I couldn't hate her back though. Not when I craved her just as much as I wanted to destroy</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>her.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>The more I pushed her the more she pushed back. And in the end nothing mattered. Not her</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>family. Not the revenge. Just her.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>She was no longer the pawn. She was the queen. And this was our bittersweet ending.</span></p>