Throughout the journey, I couldn't help but feel more scared and anxious as more time went by. I was getting closer to the place I'd once dreaded so much—my living hell. It cost me Anna's life to get away from this house, and yet, here I am, willingly returning on my own two feet.
Even after learning about Fiona's spell and all the powers she wielded over my father, it was difficult for me to simply forget everything he'd done to me—everything he was forced to do to me. I knew he was innocent, a victim like me, but I'd spent my entire life despising and cursing his name.
Can we still find the light in our hearts after being surrounded by darkness for so long?
