CHAPTER 14
RAVEN:
My eyes fluttered open.
I woke up.
Again.
The first thing that hit me wasn’t the light or the ceiling or even the sterile, too-clean smell of the room. It was the heaviness in my chest. That familiar, sinking weight of disappointment.
I was so damn tired of this.
I was damn tired of waking up in places I didn’t remember sleeping in. Tired of the darkness that swallowed me whole, dragging me under only to spit me back out into yet another prison I couldn’t control. Tired of opening my eyes and realising I had lost yet another chunk of time. Tired of the constant torture. Tired of begging death to take me.
Tired of pleading for freedom that would never come.
I blinked at the ceiling, feeling lost in hope. The pale white ceiling blurred as my eyes lost focus, de
