C243 She's Missing

[Serenity’s POV]

The next day, I stand in my room, staring at my open suitcase and the clothes that I have already packed in it. It was still surreal to think that after being open for so many years, this place was actually closing its doors, and it was all my fault.

Plopping down on the ground, I bury my face in my hands, cursing the ominous mark that marred my skin and what followed behind it