fifty-eight

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i think i'm worse

The plan of hers was stupid. It was idiotic. It was one that relied solely on luck.

But luck was something that always stood by Cher. Luck let her meet Jack as a child. Luck brought him back to her after all those years. Luck brought her to met her birth mother. Luck brought her to see Jack, even if he didn't recognize her. Luck got her here to the building. Luck helped her find her brother. 

Luck brought Cher all the way to this point of her life. Luck would bring her further. Or she hoped.

"I pick your third option."

The words felt strange. Cher was the type of person to run. But now she had to fight. She couldn't turn her back away now. She had come way to far, and she wouldn't let some childhood story stop her.

His golden eyes narrow, "I would pick differently."

"I don't care, I pick the third option," Cher repeats.

"You've picked the wrong option." Pitch says, shrugging. "I thought you would've been smarter, you know how bad I can be."

With a flick of finger, the horses ran towards her.

"But that's the problem, I think I'm worse," Cher says. "Stop."

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