I laid down on the grass, alone with the silence which I was thankful for so I would be able to comprehend all that has happened. I was never loved, not even by my birth mother who thought I was trying to kill her.
I mean how could I? I was just a freaking baby for all the gods sake! But apparently that wasn't enough, she didn't even want me to be born into this world! She would have killed me if my father hadn't stopped her.
I guess I should be thankful for that too, my dad not killing me. Although I could see he regretted the decision at the last minute when he saw that his beloved had died. That explains why he chose to ignore my existence all these years.
"Arianne."
