The Undoing of Us
*Those were her prosthetic eyes, as per Tobias's request.
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“I like that name. Violet,” Cait’s tone draped over the name softly. “Vi. Violet. They’re all you.” In the dimly lit room, Caitlyn Kiramman became vivid. “Vander’s idea.” “You grew up and became the names,” said Cait. She reached out a hand and held Vi’s in her own. “You’ve taken the wraps off.” “Don’t think that I must fight here.” Cait’s face lit up with a smile. She did not leave all the lights on, only the bedside lamps. They were sitting cross-legged in the center of her bed as Vi watched Cait’s unseeing and unmoving eyes. The blue of her prosthetic ones was startling. “You’ve also taken your blindfold off.” Cait touched the scars that criss-crossed her eyelids. “Yes.” Vi pulled a hand from of Cait’s grasp. “Mind if I—?” Cait shook her head gently. Vi reached up and touched the scars with her free hand. Running her fingers gently over them, she wrapped Cait’s fingers in the other and tightened the grip. “I never knew about the pit,” Cait mumbled at last, guilt-ridden—as if she had a say in the past time hobbies of the gaolers in Stillwater. “What for? Are you all that powerful, Princess Kiramman?” Vi asked, and Cait chuckled. “A word from you and the whole system gets reformed?” She frowned at that, contemplating. Realizing the weight of her words on Cait, Vi pointed between her brows and parted them with her forefinger and middle finger. “A broken system cannot be fixed by a 23-year-old.” The brows sprang back as soon as Vi let go. It was Vi’s turn to frown. Stubborn, this one.
FILE #2 (Part 5)