Chapter 14

"A dark, cold feeling is spreading through me like frost on a windshield on a winter morning." Katherine Webber

Misery and obscurity are my closest companions since I started to comprehend. People have worn black to express their grief and my never ending grief pushing me into depression of darkness.

This morning light is so dark than my night, the room is brightened with sunlight but all I can see pitch dark because there is no light no hope that can peck through my dark life.

Flashback :

Emily sat alone in her dimly lit room, her face buried in her hands as tears streamed down her cheeks. The sound of her sniffles echoed through the empty space, filling the air with a palpable sense of despair.

The lobby room which was attached straigh