*Calvin*
When I first saw Ada, she seemed strong to me. Sure, she was tiny from being malnourished and had clearly been abused, but her fingers were covered in blood from where she worked so hard to get herself out. I’ve viewed her the way I did then, knowing she has a strength inside that she can tap into.
Today made her seem so fragile. She was terrified. It wasn’t like when I woke her up from a nightmare. She was awake and aware it was just me, but she was still scared for her life.
It’s important for me to remember that she is both fragile and the strongest shewolf I’ve ever seen.
“Would it be alright if I take a shower?” she asks nervously.
“Of course,” I tell her. “You don’t have to ask me.”
I realize too late that she’s not asking for permission to shower but is asking
