"Do you like it?" Ginny asked out of the blue, her tone light, but there was a hint of genuine curiosity in her voice.
"Like what?" Persephone tilted her head.
"All the attention you get," Ginny clarified, her gaze steady and earnest.
Persephone felt a sudden vulnerability under Ginny's doe-like gaze, as if she were being quietly assessed—but not judged. The question caught her off guard, stirring thoughts she hadn't fully considered before.
She paused for a moment. "Maybe," she replied with a casual shrug.
Did she like attention? Perhaps. Or perhaps not. But one thing Persephone knew with absolute certainty—what she truly wanted was Ginny's attention, and only Ginny's, all for herself.
"Why is that?" Ginny pressed, clearly wanting to know more.
"Curious, are we?" Persephone quipped, a teasing glint in her eye.
