Last night, under the cover of darkness, I indulged in a forbidden ritual during my monthly curse, fingers daringly exploring despite the crimson tide. My heart raced with dread, imagining my mother’s horrified gaze at dawn, spotting the bloody evidence on my hands. That fear twisted into a nightmare—my sister brutally slain, her blood smeared on my guilty fingers, and a lifetime behind bars as my fate. I jolted awake, screaming into the void, “I’M NOT TO BLAME!” My mother burst in, her eyes locking onto the scarlet stain on my hands. With a disgusted “ugh,” she turned and vanished into the night.
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