Alita.
Have you ever lost yourself? Yeah, I lost myself and in the middle of a catastrophe, too.
Was I ashamed of myself? Yes, very much. Did I regret it? Yes! In fact, my conscience was gnawing at me, gently nibbling me, reminding me of the failure that I actually was.
I knew better, and I should have done better, but I didn't. How could I? When my body was acting on its own? When my heart was a jumping mess and my wolf, well, Anya was beyond salvation. And I, although ashamed to admit it, I was past saving.
The situation was tense. A gloomy wind hung in the air, and my grandmother, although it sounded strange to call her that, was on the verge of dying. My father, he was scared. He looked anxious. The fear in his entire being was palpable. It was a miracle that he was still stand
