I cannot remember how long I've been held captive in this dark place.
Days? Weeks? Years?
My tears have long dried up, and abandoned the idea of an escape. What haunts my slowly waning consciousness until this day are the memories of my past.
I cannot remember how long I've been held captive in this dark place.
Days? Weeks? Years?
My tears have long dried up, and abandoned the idea of an escape. What haunts my slowly waning consciousness until this day are the memories of my past.
Evaline was raised by her grandmother after losing her parents to an accident when she was young. Her grandfather passed when she was young too and she doesn't really remember him.
Her family lives...