Lilith, an assassin ran away from her mafia leader father, and Ethan, seeking revenge for his family's murder, find themselves entangled in dangerous game. As love blooms between them, they must navigate a web of lies and deceit, torn between their...
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Night after night, I found myself trapped in haunting nightmares, reliving the horrors of my past.
In my dreams, I went back to a time when my father was abusive and made my life a living nightmare.
I could feel the weight of his anger suffocating the air, and his violent actions etched themselves into my mind. The memories played out like fragments of a broken mirror, showing me the shattered pieces of our home and the never-ending cycle of his rage.
One memory stood out the most—it was the night I made the brave decision to escape. With fear and determination, I gathered what little money I could and set off to build a new life away from my father's abuse.
I found refuge in the forest, building a small home amidst the tall trees. But even there, darkness found its way into my life.
I was forced to face the harsh realities of survival, making choices that stained my conscience. The weight of the lives I took in self-defense or to protect myself became a heavy burden, haunting my every thought.
The nightmares persisted, reminding me of the choices I had made and the pain I had endured. But I made a promise to myself—to break free from the chains of my past.
I sought redemption and a chance to overcome the darkness that consumed me. Facing my inner demons head-on became my path to finding peace and liberation from the shadows that haunted me.
Night after night, I found myself trapped in haunting nightmares, reliving the horrors of my past. In my dreams, I revisited the time when I was forced to fight and kill men in order to secure my freedom and escape the clutches of my abusive father.
In those vivid dreams, I was transported back to the moments of desperation and survival. With every fight, I could feel the adrenaline coursing through my veins,
my heart pounding with a mix of fear and determination. I fought not out of malice or aggression, but out of sheer necessity to protect myself and ensure my escape.
Men, drawn by the allure of the forest's secrets or fueled by their own darkness, became obstacles in my quest for freedom.
Each encounter tested my resolve, pushing me to the brink of my physical and emotional limits. I fought with every ounce of strength, using the skills I had learned through necessity and desperation.
The weight of those lives taken in self-defense weighed heavily on my conscience. As their bodies fell to the forest floor, I was confronted with the harsh reality of the choices I had been forced to make. The faces of those men haunted me, their lives extinguished in the pursuit of my own survival.
It was a dark path I was forced to tread, one that stained my soul and left an indelible mark on my spirit. But through the darkness, a flicker of determination burned within me.
I knew that I had to keep pushing forward, keep fighting, in order to escape the torment that had plagued my life for far too long.
In the waking world, I carried the weight of those memories and experiences with me. They shaped the person I had become, instilling in my resilience and strength I never thought possible. Each day was a testament to my survival, a constant reminder of the lengths I had gone to secure my freedom.
As the nightmares continued to haunt my sleep, I vowed to rise above the darkness that had consumed my past.
I sought redemption and the chance to build a life free from the violence and abuse that had marked my early years.
Through it all, I held onto the belief that, despite the painful sacrifices and the lives taken, I deserved a chance at happiness and peace.
