THE SILENT WITNESS

[SHORT-STORY]

I have watched Lila from the moment she opened her eyes to this world. I have seen her laugh, dream, and stumble through the shadows of life. I love her more than words can say, yet I am cursed to do nothing but watch, helpless, as her story unfolds. Every time, it ends the same way-no matter how much I scream, no matter how desperately I wish to change it.

But I am just the narrator, the silent observer of her journey. And this is her story, though perhaps it is mine as well.