Jade
Awakening once more, the passing of time felt like a blur, the day and hour indiscernible. It was as though I'd slumbered for an eternity yet still hadn't rested enough. Every fiber of my being throbbed with discomfort, my head a persistent ache.
My gaze fell upon my mother, lost in her own world of grief beside me. She remained oblivious to my return to consciousness, her hand tightly clasping mine. Her forehead leaned against our entwined fingers as she murmured prayers through silent sobs. It was a heartbreaking scene, and a sense of helplessness washed over me.
I knew deep down I wasn't to blame, yet the weight of it all still pressed upon me. Though I was the one who had suffered, watching my mother in such pain, I couldn't shake the feeling of being the cause of their sufferi
