Tiernan's POV
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Morning light filters and pierces through my eyes as I wake up to the sounds of the forest around me, and with the sounds and light the memories of discovering the horrors she had to suffer at the hands of her family forcibly infiltrates my mind.
At the hands of my best friend and girlfriend's family!
FUCK!
The ache in my heart as I saw the flashes of images and diluted sounds from her memories will haunt me for the rest of my days. How could anyone do that to a child, to someone as beautiful as her.
How could anyone hurt someone so badly that they beg and scream for death to take them? Watching her screaming and crying at the moon broke my heart, caused tears to come to eyes at the pure and unadulterated lack of hope she felt fills me once again.
Titus whimpers
