EMBERS OF TRAGEDY
THE FLAMES DANCED WILDLY, consuming the once cozy house.
Adora, now a mere 12 years old, watched in horror as her world crumbled before her eyes. The smoke filled her lungs, choking back the sobs that threatened to escape.
In her trembling arms, she clutched her favorite plushie, a last remnant of her innocent childhood.
Miraculously, Adora's mother had managed to save her from the inferno, but her heart shattered as she saw both her parents lying lifeless, victims of the ruthless fire.
Despite the devastation, Adora didn't harbor thoughts of vengeance.
Unaware of the circumstances surrounding the tragedy, she couldn't point a finger at anyone.
The mystery of that fateful night remained locked away, hidden from her young understanding.
End of Prologue.