I lie on my bed trying to digest all those truths my parents revealed me. I really need “Me time” for relaxing my mind.
To be honest not knowing the truth was much better than this. I regret being so stubborn for knowing the truth. Though I accept the fact that the people who loved me like their own daughter are not my biological parents but my biological parents are deceased, still, there are many other things that am still not able to digest.
“Like how can vampires, fairies, werewolves, witches and all be true? They don’t exist in this world right? Moreover now, I have enemies following me and that too supernatural being, the same things that killed my parents.
Who were my parents? Why did they have enemies and that too these “ unreal creatures” (I know I shouldn’t be calling them
