I often wondered how Scarlet could be so beautiful, yet be so crazy. Once upon a time, my world revolved around her. Even after she started acting crazy. My love for her never changed.
I evaded and lied to my parents for her. I even formulated a crazy plan to run away. The funny part was she disagreed with me. The moment when I thought we were meant to be together forever, she laughed at me. Then, months later she went crazy and cast a powerful enchantment on me. Another week later and I single-handedly murdered my parents for her.
This was the highest sin any child could commit. The most unforgivable offense I could have performed. A burden that would remain with me until death. Yet, even through all the shit, Scarlet had dragged me through, I loved her. This made me hate myself more than anything. I couldn't move on with my life. I was stuck.
