I grew up believing love was unbreakable. My parents adored each other with a devotion so deep it felt eternal-something even death couldn't touch. My childhood was sheltered, innocent, untouched by the darker truths of the world. I was wrong. Love doesn't always end gently. Sometimes it rots. Sometimes it turns obsessive, destructive-and leaves innocent people to suffer the consequences. I didn't choose to be caught in the aftermath of someone else's obsession, yet I pay the price every day. The answers I need remain buried beneath silence, control, and lies. I don't know if I can ever reclaim what was taken from me. I don't know who I can trust. And I don't know if the people I love are victims... or villains. But even after everything I've lost, I still cling to one fragile hope- That I'll find my way back to my family. That I'll survive long enough to uncover the truth. And that freedom is still possible.
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