Treasure’s POV
I tossed restlessly beneath the thin sheets, my dreams swirling in a haze of smoke and distant screams. I found myself back in that suffocating night, the flames dancing like demonic shadows, consuming everything I loved. My parents’ laughter, once bright and warm, had been drowned by the crackling inferno, leaving only echoes muffled by the oppressive heat. The memory, as vivid as the fire itself, etched itself into my mind, burning with intensity as my father, with his last breath, helped me escape through a broken window in the basement. It was so painfully sad; I was the only one to escape that horrifying night.
Waking abruptly, my heart raced and my palms were clammy. The darkness of my room wrapped around me like the remnants of the ashes from that fateful night. Eve
