Scar's POV

I'm meeting my Alice today! That's the only good thing happening in this hellish city.

Alice is Lilith's daughter, also the little sun that shone the brightest light into the past five dark years.

I spent barely a month in jail before I was transferred, mainly because my body was failing. It was a dark time for me.

Postpartum depression.

I couldn't eat, and even if I did, my body wouldn't take it. All I could remember from that black month was puke, dizzy, and blackouts. I heard that prison could be a dark place, but I didn't even get to experience that part- Everyone avoided me because I looked like I would die on them if they even just laid one finger on me.

After that I spent nine months in the hospital, and after that an asylum.

Well, they decorated that as a "mental and physical reconstruction facility", when I knew it was just another name for asylum.

I know because I lost it, for a long while.

For two years I couldn't talk. I didn't lose my voice, I know. But my body just won't let me utter a word for some reason. I didn't want to talk either. I didn't want Sebastian to find me, to feed me with his endless excuses and lies; I didn't want the Fullers to find me, to keep on sucking on my wounds until I drain; I didn't want the Vanderbilts to find me, to tell me how I'm not worth of their fancy last name. Nor did I want my friends to, because I didn't want them to see the ghost I was.

the first

the backyard of my personal prison, the "benign facility", as always, being the walking dead I was. And Alice just came out of nowhere. The moment I saw her, I realized

was so innocent, smiling at everything; she was so naughty, curious about anything. The moment I saw her, I

than Damian, except for those eyes. Those were Damian Vanderbilt's eyes. Green, like

her carefully, afraid that my horrifying face

was

the little angel all by herself, and looked for me

her. I think it's because she doesn't want Vanderbilt

stay on this

She lit up the sparks of life in

I had

can't just hide in the pretty dream, and forget about everything. I can't let the Fullers cover up their dark intertwine with my mom and bury their sins deep under the ground. 'I can't let Ava get away with taking my baby and ruining my

had to come back, and I just didn't know

was when

Fake name.

spot, just to mock me for being a cuckoo, like Jinx. It's some dark kid's show

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