Chapter 82

BRYNN.

Brynn, Brynn.

I hear a name calling for me, but every turn I take, it’s always a dead end. I feel like I'm a maze in the mirror, and all my reflections are staring at me with a sick, twisted smile on their faces. They were laughing at me.

Mocking me because I didn’t even know myself; I didn’t know who I was. There was just a dark feeling and this feeling of regret heavy on my tongue, and the further I ran to catch this strange figure, the more it shrank.

And I was left alone in a dark room. Please, someone, tell me who I am!

“Mommy!” I hear my name called by a precious voice as my eyes shoot open, looking beside me to see the joy of my ice looking down at me, confused as to why I seemed so on edge.

"Hi Mommy,” my beautiful three-year-old Ollie baby boy Kieran says to me as he pulls forward to kiss my cheeks and hug him, the only thing and person weighing me down from not getting lost in my dark thoughts.

“hi baby”

"Mummy, you are shaking in your sleepy time,” he says worriedly.