Sia's PoV
[ One month later ]
There was something about this story that I felt like I was always in the middle of, no matter how many days passed and how those days turned into weeks which turned into a month, I always felt like I was in the middle of a story I didn't know anything about. Perhaps, it was the after-math of the attack I had survived, an attack on me that occurred nearly a month ago and changed me life so drastically that there was no going back.
As I stared at myself in the mirror after taking a shower, I looked at the long scar across my abdomen which was where I had been stabbed, that was now visible only very faintly and should disappear in the next weeks, making it look like I was never stabbed to almost death. But no matter how it looks like from outside, a lot of th
