The shadows surrounded me, the moon highlighting the darkness of the forest. The trees stood and watched me, their silhouettes reflected in the night.
It was my choice. The choice I had to make. I knew that deep down, it really was the right thing to do. It was time.
I had to go.
Enough was enough. I needed to leave. If you were in my shoes, in the same situation as me, you would've done the same. I had to escape.
The treatment was terrible.
He didn't even care about me. My so-called "soulmate" didn't even care. But why would he? I was just a weak human to him. To everyone around him.
It was time.
I had to go...