Axel's P.O.V
A suffocating wave of despair threatened to engulf me. Could life possibly get any crueler? Why was fate so determined to hurl me against the rocks, shattering any semblance of peace I'd managed to grasp?
Why, Kael? Why did you have to be the storm that wrecked my carefully constructed world?
My entire existence had been a rough and hardened journey – I was a child tossed by turbulent waves, a teenager lost in a dense fog, an adult forever teetering on the precipice of heartbreak. Life, it seemed, was a relentless sculptor, molding me from the clay of pain and etching its sorrows onto my very soul.
The goddess, in her infinite wisdom, had seemingly crafted me from flawed materials. When she bestowed beauty upon others, mine was a mere whisper, I never felt beautiful in my
