Chloe's POV
Swirling in the tumultuous vortex of my consciousness, a multitude of thoughts fluttered, like a storm of wayward butterflies, through the intricate labyrinth of my mind. I found myself ensnared in the merciless, steel-like grip of banishment, an exile imposed upon me by my erstwhile lover.
It was he, the very man who had tenderly planted within me the burgeoning seed of a new existence, only to betray me in the most gut-wrenching, soul-shattering manner conceivable.
Tears, as bitter as sea brine, streamed relentlessly down my cheeks, carving out sinuous paths of grief on my once radiant face. Their salty taste served as a painful memoire, the tangible remnants of the shattered dreams that once danced joyfully in the theatre of my mind.
In the deafening silence of the nig
