Throwback: Mia’s mother's POV
The morning sun cast a golden shadow over the place as I slipped away from the guard's embrace, leaving behind the warmth of our shared intimacy.
The night had been a blur of passion and desire, but as the first light of dawn crept through the window, reality came crashing back with a taste of revenge.
I couldn't stay, not when the weight of my responsibilities hung heavy upon my shoulders like a suffocating towel.
With a heavy heart, I gathered my belongings and stole away into the early hours, leaving behind the guard who had captured my heart in the darkness of the night.
As I wandered the town streets, lost in the pull of my thoughts, I couldn't shake the gnawing sense of uncertainty that gripped me like. My father held the key to finding my mother.
