Its always the darkness in your mind that drives you to think some things, which are not pleasant.
That gloomy air around you can make you shiver in fear or make you smile at nature's beauty. You can see one thing in two perspectives. Positive or...
To her it was dark. It was always dark. The rain, the fog, the cold breeze. She did not like it.
Her whimpers were heard by only one man. But he did not spare her.
"Don't" she whispered as he hoisted her over her knees by her long hair causing her the cut over her to forehear to bleed, sending a trail of blood down her face and dripped over the floor.
How can a day, of your life? Ruin your entire existence?
He was mercy-less. And she was too weak to fight back.
But life always gives you another chance. To help yourself fight back your gruesome past.
"I love you," she said. "Do you love me back?" She asked.
He nodded. "I am sorry for what I did Isabella, I am not a nice person. I cannot forgive myself for what I did "
She shushed his mouth smiling .
"You don't forgive yourself, you let the other, forgive you. And I do"