Chapter 185: Embers of Self-Loathing (Miranda's POV)

Hatred.

An extreme emotional dislike or disgust towards something or someone.

I was five years old when I first discovered the meaning of that word. At that time, I asked myself why anyone would ever feel this emotion.

I'd always been a cheerful and amiable person and though I had a few things I disliked, I didn't think I disliked anything to the point where it could be considered Hatred.

The next ten years of my life only reinforced that belief. That Hatred, wasn't something Miranda Violet Scott could feel.

I was utterly convinced of that.

Fast forward another ten years and that belief of mine had been completely turned upside down.

Unable to feel hatred?

Such a hot load of bullshit.

I'd been deluding myself all those years.

Or rather, it was the environment I grew up in. It was one where I was loved and protected so much that I never encountered anything that drew out the ability to feel hatred within me.