ABL 15: Mine.

Miall

This part of my day felt sane. Lately, I felt like I had been losing my mind. Things hadn't been the same since I cut off the connection between Orion and Amanah; I hadn’t even been around to see her, and the guilt had gotten me. What was I doing?

That wasn’t even the worst of it; sometimes, I woke up right outside Amanah’s room, and I knew Orion had taken me there. It was as if he was torturing me just to see what my reaction would be; he knew I couldn't see her because I felt bad for what I did. And that was why he kept playing such tricks on me. I'm exhausted.

He hid the memories of what he did when he took over, but he never failed to always play the memory of Amanah crying herself to sleep. He played it over and over again. The moment I felt peace, I saw her staring at the ceiling with her hands placed over her belly as the tears streamed down her face. If I had ever been with Willow, the picture of Amanah would have been plastered all over my head, and I couldn’t think of i