[Talentless...never being able to be recognized for your own efforts...]
His voice haunted me in this darkness.
[The Trauma of being broken, your mind reduced ash...never being the same again.]
He highlighted Henry and Serena's traumas...and made my heart feel like shit.
Yet...I knew the worst was still to come...more were still to come.
[The feeling of being weak, the feeling of fighting against impossible odds...but not giving up despite countless loss.]
He said...and I could hear his voice in this darkness. Nothing except his voice in this desolate darkness.
[But...]
Fuck you.
[hehe...those are the ones far from you...right?]
Huh?
[Let's show you the trauma of the ones closer to you...]
What do you mean...LET THIS END!
*****
A girl with obsidian black hair lay tied up and blindfolded.
"This is the rich brat?"
A voice belonging to a man was heard...
"Yeah...she'll fetch a good price."
