🥀 MELONIE'S POV 🥀
Silence descended, everyone I had injured stayed rooted to the ground, and the man I just brutally slaughtered, lay lifeless on the ground, his ripped-out heart still beating on my palm, dripping with blood.
Suddenly, I clasped my head which was throbbing with a sharp ache. As I struggled to understand the situation, a wave of memories came flooding back to me.
At first, they were fragmented and disjointed, like pieces of a puzzle that refused to fit together. But as the moments ticked by, the memories began to merge, forming a picture that made my blood run cold.
I remembered the stubbornness, the determination to stop my father that had consumed me. I remembered the feeling of being unstoppable, of being above any consequences. And I remembered the terrible thing I
