Chapter 104: I’m pregnant

Arya’s POV

Once again, I’m reminded why I’m not a fan of rainy days. The cleansing water gives a vague view of the havoc recked underneath. But for those that experienced it first hand, could it ever be forgotten?

What it means to hang on to a last thread of hope?

What it means to beg for life itself?

What it means to wish reality was a dream!

Most people wish to turn their dreams into reality but there’s a dreaded time when you’d give anything to turn your reality into a dream. It’s in that moment you envy the dreamland.

At least one gets to wake up, forgetting it ever existed in your memories, at least one gets to leave it behind as a wishlist but what happens when it’s a nightmare? And that nightmare doesn’t have a wake up button, even if you pinch yourself it stays, staring you straight in the face. It’s cruel and ruthless. It doesn’t care if your strong enough to accept its sudden presence, it just shows up and expects you to understand!

Here I stand in front of the glass