Cherilyn Knight's Point Of View.
Do you know how sometimes a few words can pierce through your defenses, shaking you to your core and altering your perspective? Today, It happened to me. I never thought mere words could hold such weight, yet they did. Let me take you back to what happened after I stormed out of Theo's room, fleeing the suffocating tension of my argument with the devil himself - Christian Achestan.
I ran aimlessly, seeking refuge from the weight of his anger, only to find myself back in my own room. It was ironic, really — fleeing from him, only to end up where his presence lingered the strongest.
As soon as I saw the bed, exhaustion overtook me, and I collapsed onto it. My pillow became a silent witness to my anguish, soaking up the endless stream of tears that refus
