I could only hide, helplessly watching as Sylvia was bullied.
Her frail body had numerous injuries in a short span of time.
My heart ached like it was being torn apart, tears involuntarily streaming down my face, while she still smiled at me...
It should have been me who was taken away! She was still so young, yet to bloom. How could she just wither away like this?
I was unwilling to accept it! But if I rushed out now, both of us would die. I could neither avenge her nor save her from this pain.
I could only kneel in despair, watching Sylvia being trampled by the villains, over and over again.
That scene was deeply engraved in my heart, becoming the most difficult nightmare to erase. No matter what, I could never forget it.
In the years that followed, I often found myself trapped in
