no ones tool

She thinks I don't see it—that I'm just another piece in Her game, easy to lead, easy to fool. Maybe I should have noticed sooner, felt the coldness in her words, the emptiness behind every smile. But I wanted to believe in her, to trust her. Like someone desperate for a bit of kindness, I let myself hope.

But I'm not that person anymore. I'm not weak, not broken like she thinks. I've been hurt before, twisted by those who thought they could bend me to their will. Not this time. Now, I see it all—the strings, the lies—and I'm ready to break free. If they think they can control me, they'll regret it. I won't be anyone's pawn again.

I'll tear down her illusions and show her that I'm stronger than she ever imagined. I'm not someone to be used and discarded. Not anymore.

see I'm no one's tool to control…not anymore I won't be someone's tool never agian.

Logan lowered his head as his fist slowly unclenched