KATERINA’S POINT OF VIEW
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I sought silence within my room, the walls closing in on me as I battled the turmoil within my heart. The memories of the lives I had taken haunted me, their faces etched in my mind as a constant reminder of the pain and suffering I had caused. The guilt gnawed at me, threatening to break the very core of my heart.
As I sank into the armchair near the window, I let out a heavy sigh. The soft rays of sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting gentle patterns on the floor. But even the warm embrace of daylight couldn't dispel the darkness that consumed me from within. It felt as though a heavy fog had settled over my soul, clouding my thoughts and suffocating any peace I had thought would come to my rescue.
Clos
