Chapter 51. Fire and Hate

Love, a beautiful calamity, and conflict take us into unexplored territory, revealing sensations we've never felt before—unpredictable and hypnotic. Hate, on the other hand, burns like a never-ending fire, slowly devouring one's soul and potentially leading to annihilation.

Trouble, a term for shattering the peace, represents how a single decision, regardless of its moral compass, can lead to tragedy. The complexities of life's traps may be bewildering, but what matters, as my father often remarked, is not how we wander into them, but how we remove ourselves.

I didn't understand the significance of his musings when I was younger, but life's lessons taught me otherwise. I learned to manage this complex environment by being confronted with problems from a young age.

"That was a mess," said Amara, as we stood on the lawn outside the mansion, talking.

The birds sang carefree melodies amid our thoughts, and the breeze gently stroked our skin, as if unconcerned abo