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Braelyn’s POV

The sudden surge of panic sent spiralling out of control. I didn’t want Lucien to hold , it felt as if I did, I was accepting sothing I didn’t want to admit.

I jumped backwards, all my attention was on getting away from him. I didn’t hear the car coming in. My heartbeat was louder than the incoming tyres.

Everything happened too fast. One second I was running, heart hamring, and the next... the world was chaos.

The screech of brakes tore through the night, tal scraping, tyres skidding across wet asphalt. My lungs burned from running, my legs trembling, but instinct didn’t let stop. My mind scread at to move, to jump, to survive

And then there were the headlights. Blinding . My vision tunnelled, my body froze, and before I could even think, darkness claid .

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The darkness consud . Everything Raphael said continued playing in my mind in my subconscious. My heart ached; he was also a victim, but it didn’t justify him.

Everything was just fucked. Very fucked up. The wind was blowing through my hair, and the air slled like flowers and spring

.

When I opened my eyes, the chaos of the night, the panic, the rain, the fear felt impossibly distant, as if it belonged to another life. My chest heaved, and for a mont, I felt a strange sense of peace.

I found myself standing in the middle of tall grasses and flowers. Everything felt like an endless adow. I blinked then spun around unable to believe my eyes

Before stretched a adow unlike anything I had ever seen. Grass rolled endlessly to the horizon brushing against my ankles as a gentle breeze whispered through it.

Wildflowers blood in every color violet, gold, crimson, and pale blue, each petal glinting in the sunlight as if dusted with diamonds. The air slled of spring and the scent made my chest ache in a way I couldn’t explain.

Butterflies flitted lazily from flower to flower, their wings delicate as silk. Dragonflies hovered over the tall grass, catching the sunlight and scattering tiny rainbows across the adow. It felt like a peace because this beauty could only exist in dreams

I felt tears prick the corners of my eyes. My body trembled as emotion rose in , and I bent down, letting my hands brush the cool grass, feeling the blades glide through my fingers.

I didn’t know how long I spent running in the flowers or lying on the grass facing the sky, counting clouds. I never got tired and the sun never set here.

It felt like endless peace. I didn’t want to give up. I never got bored with butterflies. Although at tis I felt like I was forgetting sothing.

While wandering the endless paradise, a pale white butterfly flew across. It was different from the rest piquing my attention. I followed it chasing it through the adows until it disappeared.

My gaze darted around trying to find it. It disappeared and I was the only one here. My gaze sparkled, catching a glimpse of sothing else in this endless adow.

A lone tree, standing tall and proud against the horizon, its branches stretching wide as if it were reaching for . Sothing deep inside tugged at my heart, a pull I couldn’t resist, a quiet insistence I had no choice but to obey.

Without thinking, I ran. My bare feet brushed against the grass, petals scattering like confetti in my wake. My hair whipped around my face, but I didn’t care. The tree was calling , and I ran toward it, the adow stretching endlessly on either side, each step carrying closer to whatever waited beneath its shade.

The closer I got, the clearer it got. I could hear laughing in the distance with two figures below. I froze stopping in place once the laughter got louder and their figures very clear

It was a man and a woman. The woman sat on a lone swing with the man behind her. They were laughing in bliss. Her blonde hair flew with the wind. They felt too familiar, my chest ached.

Hesitantly, I stepped under the shade, a twig snapped under my feet, and their laughter stopped. The man slowly turned glancing over his shoulders, the mont I saw his face my eyes started to water. .

I didn’t think. I couldn’t think, I just ran forward running into him. He was surprised at first but a smile slowly settled on his face. He opened his arms, and I jumped straight into his arms. A hoarse cry left my lips. "Daddy..." I cried trembling in my father’s arms.

He held tightly. His arms felt exactly as I rembered them. "Little Brae..." he said, his voice choking with emotion. Hearing his familiar voice tore . I cried harder holding him closer. I still rember the day he died vividly.

He let hold him and held my trembling shoulders. I slowly glanced up at him with teary eyes. "I miss you daddy.." I cried. He smiled rubbing his thumb on my cheeks.

" too, Brae," he said silently.

"Braelyn..." a soft voice called from behind him. I froze and glanced over, finally realising her presence. The breeze still carried her blonde hair and those erald eyes carried complex emotions.

I broke away from Dad’s arms and just stared at her with complexity. "Braelyn ..." she repeated. Her lips parted but she couldn’t find any words to say. Not everything can be put into words.

"I’m.." I didn’t let her finish. I took the first move and pulled her into my arms. Avelina froze, confused at first.

"It’s fine... everything alright.." I said silently and her body trembled. Sothing wet slid down my cheeks. She hugged back.

"I’m sorry Braelyn. I was such a horrible mother..." she cried. I didn’t say anything and just hugged. Avelina broke the hug first, her hand cupping my cheeks...

"You don’t belong here, Braelyn," she said. I felt Dad holding my shoulders.

"We love, but it’s not your ti, stop shutting your mind..." she said carefully. I was confused by her words, then a sharp headache struck .

Everything beca blurry and spun like sothing was pulling back. I heard a distant voice that sounded like a child’s voice...

"The clock rang midnight, and Cinderella got scared..." the voice said softly. It was distant at first but it slowly got louder

"She ran, leaving Prince Charming and a shoe behind," the girl said. Was she telling a story? My eyes slowly fluttered open, and the beeping sounds of machinery and the sll of antiseptic hit at once

It was bright and looked like a hospital. My entire body felt sore. I heard a sharp gasp. "You are awake.." she squealed.. a small face leaned forward entering my vision

It was Alora’s small face. She studied for a while before a smile broke on her face. "She is awake!!" Alora scread and then ran out of the room, leaving stunned.

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