Alysa's POV
The shadow that followed me to the chambers and out of the chambers were ashamed of me that I could not help myself. I didn't know how to face anyone right at that moment.
I stopped carrying my burden on my face and I decided to move with the fact that whatever happened, happened. I was not able to change it, to kill the person that did it, or to turn back the hands of time. It was the time for me to be strong, to believe that I could do it. To know that no matter how things went, no matter how bad the results were, I was going to make the best out of it.
It was evening, the breeze was drying my tears. The feeling of having a cracked skin had nothing on me. Before, it was something I usually disturbed my foster mother about. This led me to the fact that before this disaster happened I was looking for my real family. I realised I could not do it all alone, and I had to struggle to at least, I had to.
