‘Would you still dare to play me like a doll if I told you I can see through your every move? From the pool of probabilities, I know exactly which ones you’ll choose. My cheeks are powdered, delicate and pure, grasping for the fine scent with a provocative allure. Even though you want to take me everywhere with you, control my each emotion and exploit my talents. Knowing I am always ahead is the only liberty I have left.’ – Bel Rebel
