ANNA

Even if time passed, my wounds remained uncured. My mental functioning still feels like stabbing knives that make deep cuts. But there is a difference now, I have Emily by my side. Well, she never left from there, it was me who shut her out. I accept her help just because I am eager to cure myself. 

Despite that, my appearance has changed, my soul remains the same. I always tell myself that fate is in fact the end of my story and that only God knows my next move or whether ...