In a dimly lit room, a teenage Selina, around 15, sat cross-legged on her bed. The soft glow from a bedside lamp highlighted her tear-streaked face. Her long hair fell messily around her shoulders as she spoke earnestly into the camera perched awkwardly on a stand, her vulnerability unmistakable.
Selina (crying, her voice cracking): "He said I was his first love. He promised I was different from everyone else, that I wouldn't feel pain like this. But he hurt me. Again and again. I can't tell anyone about this; my dad would be crushed if he knew the truth."
She quickly swiped at her eyes, clearly struggling to get her emotions under control.
Selina (looking down, almost whispering): "I think… I'm becoming him."
The heaviness of her words hung in the air, creating a moment that felt intense and chilling as she wrestled with the fear of becoming something she never wanted to be.
