The sun dipped below the horizon hours earlier. Outside, the tranquil night hid the underlying tension and the approaching catastrophe for Europe.
Despite everyone's belief that the world would end the next day, Sera strolled through her mansion's halls with a serene and confident smile.
She knew better than anyone how bad things would get, but she dismissed those thoughts, letting the peaceful atmosphere sweep them away.
Sera's doom approached. Her whole life felt uncertain, so she anchored herself with the people she loved.
On the outside, she maintained her confident facade, while inside, she screamed. Her every step felt like a lie. She felt incomplete and a fraud, deception in its purest form.
Sera couldn't help these thoughts. The deep sense of self hatred overruled any kind of rational logic. She had no clue where all the sudden influx of emotions stemmed from.
