Your greed will be a sword in your guts; the hand who twists it will be your own. Yet in each surge of pain know that it is you who are helped, for in the fire of shame and guilt exists the ashes of your birth, a death to bring a life, for an old you to pass and let a new you flourish. All I need to do is love you, help, be kind... and the rest, dear one... is in your hands. Should you ever feel able, pull the sword yourself, for you are the rock and the rescue you seek. None other can remove what you have inflicted to your soul.
Rumaisa p.o.v
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I was getting ready when I heard a knock.
I saw my grandfather standing in the doorway with a sad smile .
I smile and we don’t have a bond like he had with Humna . I always used to feel jealous of Humna, though she didn't
