ZARYA ROGOV
When I ran away, I thought I was finally free. I finally had my freedom, but I realised that without the constant chaos surrounding me, I wasn't much of a character.
I had no purpose.
No meaning.
No connections.
And almost no future.
Rafail helped me get away from the chaos; he helped me find a shelter and a job so I could be independent enough to feed myself.
The first two weeks were the best I've ever experienced. I was finally able to go out and enjoy my own company. I was about to roam around freely without any shackles holding me back.
But the nights were a complete contrast to the morning glory.
The flashbacks and nightmares kept me awake. I found myself in the corner of the room, staring at nothingness. The dread that he might find me kept me awake.
I had fla
