Darius

I had to help Ayla.

In any way possible, I had to make sure that she never felt as haunted as she was again.

She had not had a second of rest. Always watching over her back and having long conversations with herself and then she would cry for hours and nothing would console her.

This was not normal.

I hated feeling helpless like this, the feeling of my hands being tied, it was crushing me from the inside out.

“You don’t understand what is happening to me Darius”

That is what she ...