*ADELINE*
Once I was sure no one was around, the madness pulled at me like a siren's call. I unleashed my rage. It started with the vases, the delicate china ones that held nothing but air and flowers, and it escalated from there. I could feel the thrill of rebellion coursing through my veins as I hurled them against the cold marble floors. Each crash held a note of sweet revenge, resonating through the halls like music to my ears. The sound of shattering glass was the symphony I craved, drowning out the echo of my own troubled thoughts.
"Why not burn this place down while I'm at it?" I thought, giddy with the chaos I was creating. But somewhere deep inside, my heart—a traitorous little thing—began to tug at my conscience. Why destroy things that hadn't done me wrong? There was a batt
