22

Persephone

I snuggle in the comfort and warmth feeling at peace.

Peace?

It wasn't normal to feel peace if you were being tortured.

I wake up with a start and relief hits me so hard that I close my eyes again.

I was in my room and on my bed wrapped in the covers.

"Daughter?" I look at the end of the bed and find Dad, her expression denoting all the tiredness she was feeling "How are you?"

I sit up slowly trying to prevent a grimace of pain and a moan from escaping, she had eased up a lot and was finally able to breathe in harmony, the torturous hell is finally over.

“A lot better than it was in the hands of those bastards.” Dad closes his eyes and seems to be going through his own personal hell, but nothing that happened is his fault.

There are no culprits in this story, just Henric with his unreasonable madness.

My madness can be compared a little with his, the difference is that I would never kidnap Cosmo to submit him to my will.

“It's okay, it's over dad.” I drag mysel