~Serena’s POV~
My heart hadn’t stopped racing since those words left Cassie’s mouth.
I was scared… No...
I felt frozen. Like terror had wrapped itself around my body and refused to let go.
Memories I tried to bury all these years clawed their way back in my head. Thirteen years...
Thirteen years of suffering. Thirteen years of pain, abuse, endless crying in that dark room, and torture that felt never-ending... It still tried to haunt me even after... two decades.
I remember how much I suffered in those thirteen years. How I lived with the thought that my father was dead, how my whole family was taken away from me, and… How it made my father believe that I was dead…
Why does history keep repeating itself?
First me, then Ann, and now, Aliyah… Why do we always come across people
