athena moore, an orphan, and afraid. after losing both her parents in a tragic car accident, she's taken into custody. not by the police, but by the sellers. just like every other girl, she's placed as a bid for forced marriages.
"you may take your choosing, mr. mendes."
he graciously walks in front of the girl on my left, his face cringing in disgust. i feel my heart clench in fear, he comes to a halt in front of me.
i notice he has topaz eyes, they begin to twinkle a certain way, my fear drowning away into a warmth. he studies me quickly, interest perking up. within a few minutes, his hands raise, a finger pointing at me.
"i choose her, this is the one i want."
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