Lilith punched the grass in front of her, but her weakened fist did nothing to it. She barely even made an imprint on the dirt.

Was this what her life was supposed to be like? Unable to do anything but cry and wail, unable to change anything?! Why had she suffered for all these years, if only to repeat the same mistakes, again and again?

How many more times would her family leave her behind?

“M-Morgan!” she cried. “I don’t…I don’t understand, why ...