New York, Mia

In the eerie darkness that surrounded me, my world was spinning out of control. I clung desperately to the sink, feeling as though it was the only anchor keeping me from being swept away by the storm that raged within my own mind.

“Help me… Help me…” I whispered, my voice trembling, barely audible. My body convulsed, trembling as if caught in the grip of a fierce, unseen tempest. The memories surged forth, a relentless tide threatening to drown me.

My breath came in ragged, shallow gasps as I was transported back in time. The memories were vivid, stark, and painful. “Please, Dad, leave me alone,” I...