Robin sits on the edge of the bed, her heart racing and her mind spinning.
The room feels like a cage, its walls closing in on her as she grapples with the staggering revelation that has turned her world upside down.
For all this years, the truth she clung to, every plan for revenge she meticulously crafted against Malik, is now tainted with uncertainty.
"What was it all for?" she whispers into the stillness, her voice trembling. She wraps her arms around her body, feeling the chill seep deep into her bones.
She swallows hard, the lump in her throat making it difficult to breathe.
Memories flash in her mind—the pain she went through, the loss, how hard it was to pick herself back up again, even When it was so hard.
Anguish wells up inside her.
"If Malik wasn't the one who tried to kill us..."
The words hang in the air, heavy with implications.
