Ayla

I don’t remember the last time that I ever walked this hallway.

The hallway leading to my father’s room felt longer than it used to. With each step I took my entire body was filled with dread, I had so many things to say, so many questions to ask and I had no idea what the consequences were.

My heartbeat drummed louder in my ears, I wonder what he even looked like, and I wished that things were different.

I just wished that we never had to grow apart, that they never had to hurt me in ...