The dinner: He insisted it was merely a dinner, but deep down, I knew he was lying. My mother had entrusted him with her complete faith, believing he would protect her, but in the end, he shattered my world. I lost everything that mattered to me—my dreams, my security, my sense of self. In this moment of despair, I cry out to the heavens, "God, where are you?" Is this truly how my journey is destined to conclude?