[Isla Angelus POV]
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I've always wanted to escape.
I want to acknowledge someone and I want to love someone with all my heart.
A friend, a lover, or a new family.
I always search for them everywhere I go, in the hope that they could change me too.
'You cannot protect yourself from sadness without protecting yourself from happiness.'
I want that kind of happiness. I wonder if I could have that too...?
"Isla Angelus, it's your time now."
I stood up from the seat as the man called out to me and the cell was opened.
(It hurts.)
(The handcuffs in my hand hurts.)
(The collar on my neck hurts.)
(But...)
Soon, hot tears started to blur my vision, as if they had never come out before.
I shed tears for the first time in a while.
No matter how much I try to stay strong, I need someone to lean into.
I don't want to be alone in this cruel world.
