Connie lost everything when the aliens attacked. Stolen from her home and placed in the arms of the invader's youngest leader, she must learn to leave everything she's ever known in order to survive. Through blood, sweat, and tears she earns her rig...
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Keep my stance wide
Keep my body lowered
As I'm moving forward
Right foot; left foot
The first month went about as she expected.
Despondent. Terrified. Grieving. Take your pick, she'd cycled through every bad emotion she could think of.
She was far from the home and longed for and desperate to get back.
Minutes turned to hours turned to days turned to weeks and still, Connie barely understood the world around her. She lived day in and day out in the garden, exploring the different crooks and crannies, trying to figure out how to escape. Alas, the doors wouldn't open for her, no matter how many times she'd tried. She was trapped. A bird in a gilded cage.
The thought made Connie cradle her book. Tracing the lines across the cover, she thanked her lucky stars that they allowed her to keep it, or rather, allowed her Diamond to keep them. Everything she owned was technically his now.
Her lips soured. Connie might have shaken his hand but that didn't mean she trusted him. Pink (or rather, Steven, as he preferred to be called) was friendly, almost overly so. From day one he had been hanging out with her, stuck like glue really.
At the beginning she wanted to reject it. He was one of the invaders, albeit a reluctant one, but that didn't detract from his supposed role in her planet's current hysteria. In their current destruction.
He was a Diamond, half or not. She was a human.
And yet.
Her features softened.
She couldn't deny that she enjoyed the attention.
Which was why she didn't immediately brush him off as he peeked up from behind her book, eyes glittering with interest. His pink fringe swayed over his face as he scouted closer.
