Jason’s POV
I sat within the darkness, enveloped by its solace, hoping to find relief or perhaps even a glimpse of the love of my life once again.
But who was I kidding?
Amara would never dwell in darkness; she was all light, the kindest soul I knew. Every day, I questioned what she saw in me, and what made her love me the way she did. I longed to be with her again, but I knew deep down that it was an impossible dream. My darkness had consumed me, leaving no room for her light to shine through. The pain of losing her only intensified this reality.
So all I could do was beg the darkness for even a fleeting glimpse of her in the light. Maybe then, I could finally find peace.
It seemed as though the darkness heard my silent plea, granting me that elusive glimpse. But something was differ
