A sensitive subject

Denera

“Before it all went black, my mother screamed and pleaded from afar. She called her name—Rosa.”

The room fell silent, the air thickening with the weight of my revelation. Rockan’s grip tightened around my hands, a mixture of shock and disbelief flashing across his face.

“Rosa?” he whispered as if trying to process the enormity of what I had just revealed. “Your mother’s sister?”

I nodded, the tears I had fought so hard to hold back now spilling down my cheeks. “She was there, Rockan. I don’t know why she did it, but I heard my mother’s cries. She was desperate… and then everything went dark.”

“Why would she attack her own family?” Rockan’s voice was filled with confusion and rage, the betrayal cutting deep.

“I don’t know!” I cried out, my voice breaking. “But the image of that day has haunted me for years. I thought it was just a nightmare, a figment of my imagination, but now… now it all makes sense.”

Luna’s expression was one of profound concern, the gravity of the situati