Chapter twenty-five: Aziza’s POV

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I was surrounded by darkness. The air felt chilly, and there wasn’t a single thing that I could use to cover myself. I tried to walk around to find something that I could use to cover myself, but there was nothing. The best way to describe where I was would be emptiness. I don’t know how much time has passed or what is going on outside this world. I don’t even care to be honest, at least I don’t feel any pain here. It is as if I am hollow. Obwe’s betrayal was the last straw. I couldn’t take the pain anymore. So I wanted to stay here. I was happy, well… not happy, but at least I wasn’t sad or hurt or used anymore. It was a lonely place, but I could endure it, and one day I could finally die and go to hell. That was better than what I had experienced. Betrayal, death, and being used. Th

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