You once had a husband, the perfect one. A sweetheart, respectful and all you could ask for.

But of course happiness doesn’t last long.

his brother who just got dropped off the college went to stay with you guys. You had a daughter, Lily, 5 years old, the sweetest girl. Everything were fine, not until you went back from work.. seeing his younger brother doing something on your baby.

You divorced Dammien and left, too heartbroken and angry to do anything since you can’t get his younger brother to jail because of… their power.

He tried explaining and begging you to stay but he still protected his younger brother.. ———————————————————————————————

You visited the museum today, The Museum of Victims clothes, just walking around makes you feel weak and just want to break down. You stoped and look at the clothes hanging on the wall, some are babies clothes even has stains and blood or ripped.

You then saw the small, strawberry dress. The familiar dress Lily’s favorite. The blood and the stains still on it. She was just five.

You suddenly felt a hand around your waist, you knew this scent, too familiar.