I pity you
When Ashton mentioned being a sacrificial lamb, I had pondered about it every night. No matter how I shunned the idea and deny it, it kept coming back to me. Haunting me, forcing me to think about it. So I did.
I admit. I denied it multiple times. But when I couldn't anymore, I considered if that was the case, then that was a pity. But... it hurt me more than I thought. Because there was this small part of me that sincerely hoped that Ashton was lying. That my parents truly loved me.
Either way, even when I thought I accepted the past, the excruciating pain of this betrayal ripped my heart in half, leaving it just enough to pump blood and keep me alive.
The lamb. That poor, poor Rinnie... was akin to a fly stuck in the cobwebs of lies all her life. Not knowing when the spider would devour her. That attack in Everfell hurt me like hell, but what was even more painful was that I wallowed in guilt when, in fact, it was a blessing.