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Solace

ISADORA POV

Just when you think you have seen the worst, the restart button clicks.

Holy smokes!

I gripped the edges of my tattered shirt, my heart pounding heavily in my chest. I stood alone, surrounded by vast emptiness, as I stared at the remnants of what remained of my past. After losing my parents and brother in that brutal attack, I had found myself stranded with no place to go.

The authorities were tirelessly pursuing the trail of their killers.

“We are sorry about your loss, Isadora ,” was all they kept saying to me.

I didn't want to be pitied, I just wanted those bloody motherfuckers found; I wanted them to look me in the eyes and tell me why they had chosen to take the lives of those who knew nothing but goodness; I wanted them to tell me why they had chosen to torment me for the rest of my life.

Nikita and her parents had coming running to me that night once they heard the news.

“Oh, Isadora !,” her mother said to me, wrapping me in her warmth.

“I'm sorry,” my friend said t
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