A piece of her snapped.
Broke.
Cracked.
Like a twig under a foot in the forest.
Like the spider web of splintering glass.
Like trust at the moment of heartbreak.
Sudden.
Quick.
Instantaneous.
Snap.
And just like that, she was different.
Dangerous.
Dark.
Careless.
And no one quite knew what to do with the princess who turned into the villain.
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