The meeting with Rahul looms, casting a shadow over my days.
Insecurity creeps in, whispering:
"You're not enough."
"You'll never heal."
I try to shake off the doubts, but they cling to me like a shroud.
One evening, I stare at my reflection, critiquing every flaw.
My dark skin seems dull.
My curves, nonexistent.
My eyes, sunken.
Tears fall, and I crumble.
Mom finds me, wrapped in a blanket of despair.
"Evara, what's wrong?" she asks, concern etched on her face.
"I'm ugly," I whisper. "Inside and out."
Mom's arms envelop me.
"You're beautiful, Evara. Your worth isn't defined by appearance."
But the doubts linger.
Dr. Patel's words echo:
"Forgiveness doesn't erase pain, but it frees you."
Can I forgive Rahul?
Can I forgive myself?
As I drift off to sleep, darkness closes in.
I'm lost in the shadows.
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FanfictionEvara, once a vibrant child, succumbs to depression as she navigates adulthood. Her smile hides the scars of a tumultuous childhood, marked by witnessing her parents' violent fights and her aunt's son attempted molestation - a secret she kept hidden...
