Haunted by guilt
Guilt ate away at Lisa, a force that consumed her peace. “We should have seen it,” she murmured, her voice choked with emotion that was about to boil over. Recognizing her carelessness was painful, each syllable shrouded in remorse. Lisa’s heart ached with a fierce tenderness for Emma, aware that they had missed the signs – now so clear. Silent tears streamed down her face, a mother’s lament for lessons painfully learned.
Haunted by Guilt
A surreal realization
In the silence that followed, Mark placed a reassuring hand on Lisa’s shoulder. “We didn’t know. How could we have known?” he murmured, his voice low but firm. Their ignorance felt like a chasm between what was and what should have been. Although the words offered some comfort, the idea that Emma had faced it alone tormented them, fueling a protective fire to guarantee their daughter’s future.
A Surrealist Realization
