Life began when adolescence ended.
After experiencing what should have been one of the proudest moments in my life, I was reminded of what I had done.
That I had walked that lone mile alone—that it was my fault that things happened the way they did.
I didn’t mean it and I would give anything to take it all back, but I can’t.
Now I’m being bred into a monster.
Molded into a darkness that I never knew even existed.
There’s no daylight here, not even a sliver of hope.
And as the days go on, I can feel it happening.
I’ve slowly become the one thing I’ve learned to hate so desperately.
The head of the Greene family.