Roxy stormed into the office that she claimed for herself. Her eyes stun with tears that she refused to shed. She started throwing her knives at the wall. She hated that people judged her. Did they honestly think that she wanted to be doing what she was doing? No one she had met on the streets wanted to be there. None of them dreamed of being where they were. Most of them would have given up the life if they were given a chance.