On our way home.

1853 Words

Morga’s POV: I had been trying to escape my reality, but I couldn't simply pretend that I knew how to. The fact that I was still alive remains unclear, and uncertain. There was no explanation as to why I wasn't dead. My knowledge of science does not allow me to believe many things that are not proven by its existence. And I was a vivid example of that. I couldn't scientifically prove the reason why I was still alive. This morning, I was hit with a heavy load of conflicting emotions. The bruises and the wounds on my skin were healing, but the inner wounds in my soul were still open. I have no idea how long they will take to heal. In my mind, I was the instigator; I felt fully responsible for every action taken against me. Ryan would not have kidnapped me if he didn’t feel like I was

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