Prompt: Aura
“You have this aura of darkness about you!”
If she rolled her eyes any harder, she was liable to knock something loose. An aura of darkness. Just because she didn’t dress in pastels or paste a fake smile on her face every second of the day, she was automatically dark and despairing.
Well, she gave a mental shrug. Might as well give them what they’re looking for.
It might even be fun.
At the very least, it would scandalize her prim, proper, pretender of a step-mother. If she got an honest, uncontrolled reaction out of the woman, she’d be ecstatic.
The Imperfect Muslimah 