63 To a past and a future…

Lyla

It’s been a year and six months since that night…

Everybody has a turning point – a point where they become stronger or suddenly take up a cape and become a hero. Well, me… I wasn’t interested.

I wasn’t interested in becoming a hero for the people who mocked me, who shamed me for what I had no part in creating. I mean, if I am going to sacrifice my life and my peace, it should be for people who are worth it right?

That night had defined me in ways I still struggle to grasp. The dark memories had hovered in my mind like shadows, always present, though I had learned to push them away. I didn’t allow myself to think about the horrors, the danger I had escaped or the truths I’d uncovered about myself.

After that chaos, I and Nanny had moved far from the life we once knew and started afresh. For months, I uld wake up in the middle of the night drenched in a cold sweat with my puls racing, trying to shake off the nightmares that seemed too real.

Simple things became a challenge for me walking alone after sunset, staying home without Nanny, even sleeping with the lights off. But I had fought back, not with grand gestures of bravery but with small, everyday acts of normalcy.

No matter what the world expected of me, no matter the whispers of my lineage or my supposed destiny, I chose to be content being human. I made up my mind to never ever take up any responsibility.

I never looked up the news reports about that night. Never questioned Nanny about her real identity, never attempted to connect the dots that might have explained why 1, of all people, had nearly married a 100–year–old evil.

The only thing I was interested in these days was tackling my monthly heat while trying to be a

normal adult.

Today, standing in front of my full–length mirror, adjusting my graduation cap on my head, my reflection stared back at me. I was graduating from high school and it was a milestone I couldn’t

ignore.

All I could see was a woman who had thrived despite the trauma, who had channelled all her energy into her studies, instead of chasing answers to a question I didn’t want to ask.

My phone chimed with a notification and for a brief moment, my heart leaped, hoping it might

be him.

to my chat history with Nathan, scrolling through two

to me that night – now

To a past and a

him was three months ago: ‘Remember when you said we’d always be friends? I guess

crinkling beneath me. I thought about our last chat together, wondering what I might have done wrong. But I was done… I’ve survived many things thrown at

did wrong. Two years of wondering if somehow I’d hurt you without realizing it. Today is my graduation

be here.

still my trembling

didn’t have to ignore me. I want you to know that I won’t bother you anymore. I hope you find happiness in whatever

time to reconsider, I pulled out the sim card from

final tie to my past… I

me from downstairs, filled with excitement that had been building for weeks. “Are

makeup, making my final adjustment to my graduation

a time. I saw Nanny waiting at the bottom, camera already in hand, eyes glistening with proud tears.

my gown. “My beautiful girl, all grown up and graduating with honours.

than just a Nanny – who had been my constant, my saviour and my strength. Despite everything we’ve been

have done it without you,” I

dhing that

replied. “You did this all on your own. You rose above everything that happened to focus on building your future instead of dwelling in the past. I’m so proud of

ceiling, blowing on my eyes. “Stop, Nan!” I chuckled

smile dear. This is your day and we’re going to make it

allowed myself to feel proud of how far I had come. Despite the nain the heartache and the fear I

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a past

stepping into the next chapter with my head held

garden Nanny had planted when we moved here. It was a symbol of our fresh

sweet scent was a reminder that beauty could grow from any

time.

enough care and

Nanny insisted, her eyes shining with joy as she adjusted the camera angle. “Give me your

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