Chapter 38

• Nyx's pov
• The cool wind blew against against me moving my hair with it's rhythm and caressing my skin. I didn't know how long I had stood there for neither did I know when I had stopped crying.
• My hands gripped the railing remembering every cruel word I had heard ever since I was born. I always thought that when I grew older, things will be different that they will change for the better but I was wrong, it only got worse.