NOVA
I stand here wrapped in Rowan’s comforting embrace, yet I can not stop grappling with the fear and uncertainty pressing down on me. What the f**k have I’ve done to deserve this? Three f*****g attempts on my life in such a short span of time – that is more than enough to make anyone question their own existence.
The memory of the wolf’s bane acid in my bathwater sends shivers down my spine. At first, I brushed it off as a careless mistake, a tragic accident. Then came the fire in my room, a deliberate act that nearly claimed my life. I was lucky to escape it, and now, this? Poison in my food?
I can feel tears welling up inside me, threatening to spill over at any moment. It’s all too much to bear, the fear it constantly evokes, the relentless pursuit of death. I bury my face in R
