MALIYAH’s POV (THE RETURN)
The memories rushing through my mind were unbearable. I remember every single detail of my experience. Traumatizing, haunting like a ghost on the prowl for justice. As the pain starts, then hatred follows. Then a question popped up in my head. Is vengeance necessary to get justice? But the image of a dying boy who helped me escape haunted my peace. Blood flowed from his mouth, a tear rolled down his handsome eyes as he closed them, and everything was back in my reverie. How would I get justice? Then an image of him appeared in front of me. He looked at me with sympathy, longing, fear, and anticipation. Mixed emotions were all over his handsome face.
"Maliyah!" as he called out my name. It was the sweetest yet. There is a frightened tone to it. Oh, I missed tho
