𝗠𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗜𝗔𝗚𝗘 𝗢𝗥 𝗠𝗜𝗦𝗧𝗥𝗘𝗦𝗦

"𝗠𝘆 𝗱𝗲𝗮𝗿 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝗿𝗮𝗯𝗯𝗶𝘁... 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝘁𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗳𝗿𝗲𝗲𝗱𝗼𝗺?"

The moment those words slithered into the room, Arohi’s heart stopped. The necklace slipped from her trembling fingers and clattered to the floor. That voice… she could never forget it. It haunted her nightmares, the same cold, mocking tone that had destroyed her life and turned her into a frightened shadow.