Serra pov.
In the midst of darkness, he abandoned me, leaving me alone to ponder my recent actions. Overwhelmed by fear of the shadows, I imagined them as monstrous entities akin to him, lurking in the corners, poised to consume me. My sobs echoed loudly, a desperate cry hoping to be heard.
Why was I brought into this world, destined for such torment? How could I bear the weight of this existence, let alone imagine the warmth of a loving family?
Often, I've heard that fairy tales are reserved for the realm of children, a realm where wishes seldom materialize.
Throughout my life, I envisioned it as a fairy tale, but alas, my illusions shattered. Dreams, it seems, serve as a fragile crutch for those unwilling to rely on reality.
My tears flowed uncontrollably as I clutched myself in terror.