POV (WILSON)
Hatred and envy, have and always will be two sides of the same coin. They are monsters grown and bred on emotion, doubt, and loathing. Their home is a never ending maze of mirrors that torment and poke and prod at sensitive tender areas. The only way to escape them is to accept a hard truth. To face the reflection staring back at you and not cower from the disgusting figure you see, but love it. Nurture it with understanding and empathy, and hope it will one day return your affections.
That was what I focused on as I watched Abelia kiss Victor. It was not a long or passionate kiss. No, it was merely a peck, but what it symbolized to the little prince was all too obvious, and it made my blood boil. As the evil green beast that slept inside me, began to purr its vile words of
