The Battle

Elora/ Mia's pov

I have always thought sitting in those dark dungeons that good never wins over evil. If that was true, then I wouldn't be in the dungeons in the first place.

I wouldn't have a demon living inside me.

I wouldn't have killed innocents.

I never thought I was good. I knew I was evil. I knew what I did was what a villain would do and not a super hero. I knew I deserved the pain and suffering in the dungeon.

I knew I deserved his hatred.

But what I never realised was that what meets the eye is never the truth. I always thought my demon was evil but then that day my demon helped me escape from Noah and lie to him.

I knew it was not the demon. But the witches who controlled him and made him evil.

I realised that while these witches portrayed me to be the bad one...it was not me. It was them.

Staring at Noah's barely conscious body in my arms. I see life leaving his body with every passing second. But the worst part, I couldn't do anything to save him.

If I be honest here, I