The morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow across the room as Eisley slowly awoke. Her body felt heavy, lingering exhaustion weighing her down as she lay on the plush mattress. She blinked against the brightness, her gaze drifting to the window where the sun blazed fiercely.
Tears welled in her eyes, spilling over to dampen the pristine white pillows beneath her head. Memories of a life once filled with joy and her mother's comforting presence flooded her mind, only to be overshadowed by the reality that she was truly gone. The good times they shared seemed like a dream.
Reality settled in. It wasn't a nightmare she could wake from. Her mother was truly gone, buried and unreachable.
The resentment Eisley had towards her mother had turned into a heavy guilt. Now, a deep resentment for her own existence for trusting Magnus, relying on him, felt she had betrayed her mother.
