Face my fate

Aliyah’s POV

As I entered the dimly lit room, I found myself caught in the ebb and flow of conflicting emotions. This routine of caring for Kelan had become more than just a job; it was an emotional battleground where my sanity was constantly tested. As I entered the room, a heavy sigh escaped my lips, a manifestation of the internal struggle I had been concealing.

"I didn't know how much longer I could keep doing this," I whispered to the shadows, my own voice reverberating in the stillness of the room. The weight of my responsibilities pressed down on me, and I debated the idea of walking away, of escaping the relentless pull of this enigmatic existence.

My gaze fell upon Kelan's motionless form, a reminder of the silent world we both inhabited. I wondered if he was aware of the turmoil within me, of the moments when I questioned the choices I had made. "Was it selfish to want more than this?" I pondered aloud, my words hanging in the air like a delicate confession.

I approached Kel