My redemption

Amber

The night was silent when I left that party. Everything around me seemed muffled, as if the darkness and cold had the power to freeze the memories that tried, tirelessly, to emerge in my mind. I got into the car, closed the door and let the engine growl gently before deciding my destination. There was no other place I could go but there.

I drove through the empty streets until I reached the cemetery. The iron gate creaked, almost as if announcing my arrival. The path to Kris's grave seemed longer than I remembered, but perhaps it was my guilty conscience that made each step difficult. When I finally stopped in front of the tombstone, a whirlwind of emotions invaded me. Kris. The boy who pretended to be my boyfriend for three years. The boy who was thrown into the middle of the lies and manipulations that my father and I created. And he paid with his life.

I knelt down slowly, looking at the cold tombstone. If I could go back, I would change everything, I would undo every mistake