She Did Not Burn

Back in the car, her mother was still seething. "I had felt this before but I thought you and your father are not going to do this to me. THEN I FOUND OUT IT HAD BEEN GOING ON FOR TWO YEARS ALREADY?! You, young woman, are never going to touch another knife unless it was for cooking!"

Feng Xuan only rolled her eyes. She didn't get it. She did everything her mother wanted to make her more 'female'. She had spent time in the kitchen, in the garden, and contributed her ideas regarding the house's new furniture. She had even planned her father's birthday the year before which turned out to be a complete success. It was not like she was lacking in either field.

Feng Xuan knew she had power in her, something special. There was some odd sense of calm in her when she just let her body move. The weapons felt like extensions of her arms. There was peace in using fists and feet, to let them takeover.

Feng Xuan closed her eyes. "I just don't see why you won't let me."