Pars Sarehan
I couldn't remember how many months it had been since she slipped from my hands. I lived with my daughter in a luxurious two-story house in New York. I found her a milk-mother and lots of caregivers, and I couldn't get out of the bedroom where I had shut myself off and she was supposed to be with me. If love was this painful and regret everything I've done was going to choke me every night, I didn't want that love anymore.
But I needed that love and our memories for our growing daughter. Otherwise, I would have gone crazy to leave everything and run away.
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Years passed, and she did a lot of things. I just witnessed what happened without knowing where she was. She destroyed the land called Lighdark, gave hope to the people above it, and liberated them. I watched. I couldn't see her.
