Tara POV
When I was a little girl my mother used to tell me stories about a mystical land that harboured fairytale creatures; she told me that humans couldn’t enter the land because no human would survive going through a portal. I was inspired by her stories and I always wanted to visit the mystical land. But as I grew older I realised they were just stories none of it was true.
My mother was a very superstitious woman she always believed the tales were true, then one day she just stopped. She never spoke about the mystical land again and her and my father started becoming so invested in their job; and once I turned 18 they were barely home. It was like they forgot about me.
My parents have always been there for me, but they were never there when I needed them the most. Especially in t
