I wake up in a place. With no memories. No familiarity. Nothing, Only, to be trained to become ruthless warriors. But for what cost? And why? They don't tell us. My only solution is to escape. ------------------------------------------------ “Tomorrow will be better.” He whispers. “But what if it’s not?” I ask, and hold tightly onto his hand. “Then you say it again tomorrow. Because it might be. You never know, right? At some point, tomorrow will be better.” ------------------------------- ------------- “When I first saw you it was like seeing colors after a lifetime of blindness. You taught me how to breathe without thinking about it, how to smile without forcing it. You made me remember how it felt to be a person again not just blood and bones. How could I not love you?”