Ch. 149: Echoes Of A Goddess Sorrows
"Haa~ Haa~" I breathed heavily, sitting up in bed, my blankets tossed and tangled around me in a frenzy. My pillow lay on the floor, tossed aside in the struggle against my own mind. The nightmare had come again— always the same, haunting me with a darkness I couldn't escape.
I could still feel his weight, his cruel hands, the suffocating sense of being reduced to nothing, stripped of every last shred of dignity. My heart thudded painfully, each beat a reminder of his power, of how he twisted and broke me, remaking me as his prisoner.
I was drenched in sweat, my face sticky with it. My breathing was wild, like an animal's, ragged and hollow. Each night, I dreaded falling asleep, and every morning I awoke more drained, more haunted. Days had blurred into each other; I hadn't eaten, barely slept. At this rate, I wasn't sure if I'd make it through the next day. But maybe that was all right— maybe that was even better.
