Page 2 of Kadra: The Unfeeling

For the first time in a long time, I wish for more.

More than what I am.

But life doesn’t work like that. It never has. At least not for women like me.

Knowing what I need to do next, I put up my walls for the last time and go through with what I came here to do. “I can’t let him get away with it.” I breathe through my nose and try to calm my racing heart. A heart that’s a second away from becoming ash, all because of the look on the face of the man that I love. Love, what a strange, but beautiful feeling. “I love you...”

I move backward toward my ending and he, like every time before, follows me. “Don’t you fucking dare!” He bellows and I swear I can feel the ground shake under my feet.

He looks like an angry God ready to take down the world if I ask it of him.

I close my eyes, I save the look on his face in my memory and maybe I can take it with me to wherever the hell a soul like mine ends up.

Then, it only takes a second for my entire world to go up in flames.

Only a second.

Just how long it takes for a heart to break.

This time three hearts were shattering into a million tiny pieces at our feet.

“Kadra!”

“No!”

“Fuck.”

I tune out their voices and focus on the hell and carnage all around me.

Only on that.

Even with this chaos all around me, a smile settles on my face, because the nightmare is finally over.

If you ask me if I would have done it differently I would tell you the truth.

No, I would not.

Because this path of carnage, tears, and blood led me to my one day in the sun even if it was just for a little while.

It was more than I could’ve ever dreamed and hoped for.

My one day in the sun was them.

My light and my dark.

Always them.

Chapter 1

KADRA

LEGACY

“I learned firsthand that nothing good ever lasts.” – K

Kadra 10 - Vitali 20

I’ve always known I was different from everyone else. I was reminded of it every single moment of the day by my own father.

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