~~~Helene~~~

Two and a half weeks.

That’s how long it’s been since my entire life went up in flames.

I still remember that day like a nightmare I can’t wake up from.

The reunion. The Fall. The insult. The disgust in everyone's eyes. 

I snapped my eyes shut, shutting down the memories. They were like poison to my lungs. The more I remember them, the harder it is for me to breathe.

That same night, after everything went to hell, we got home and Dad was waiting. He had seen the live streams. The photos. The videos. Everything.

He lost it.

The way my dad looked at me when I...