Right in your arms

Nanala's life had been shattered in the cruelest way imaginable. She was a young girl who had once believed in the love and loyalty of her family, only to discover the cold truth hidden beneath their smiles. The pain etched in her heart was deep and raw, as she recalled the horrifying events that had led her to this moment.

It all began years ago when Nanala's father passed away in a tragic accident. Left alone with her loving mother, they had managed to find solace in each other's company. But fate had a different plan in store for them. Nanala's estranged aunt, Elysia, and her cousin, Seraphina, suddenly appeared on their doorstep one fateful day.

Driven by the grief of losing her husband, Nanala's mother embraced the idea of reconnecting with her long-lost sister and niece. Little did they know that Elysia and Seraphina were the architects of their misfortune.

As time passed, Nanala and Seraphina grew close, sharing secrets, dreams, and a sisterly bond. Nanala felt safe and loved, unaware of the malevolence brewing beneath the surface. Elysia, envious of Nanala's mother and fueled by a deep-seated resentment, concocted a sinister plan to usurp her sister's life.

One dark and fateful night, the truth unraveled before Nanala's eyes. Seraphina, her once-beloved cousin, had lured her into a secluded spot. Betrayal hung heavily in the air as Nanala discovered the depth of her cousin's deception. Without mercy, Seraphina revealed her true nature, a monster cloaked in human guise.

Nanala's world crumbled as flames engulfed her petite frame, her piercing screams echoing through the night. The pain was excruciating, searing her flesh, but it was nothing compared to the burning rage that consumed her soul. As her life faded away, she swore an oath to avenge herself and her mother.

Yet, Nanala's story did not end there. In a twist of fate, she found herself ripped from the clutches of death, inexplicably transported back in time. An infamous assassin named Azrael had met her demise in a plane explosion.

Azrael, now inhabiting Nanala's body, was reborn with a newfound purpose. Swearing to fulfill the vow that Nanala had made, she embraced her new identity and the skills she possessed as an assassin.

Waking up from the hospital Azrael who is now in Nanala's body knows that if she could recall correctly, this was before everything started for Nanala, this was before her aunt and cousin entered her life.

This time she swore to herself she was going to make them pay for burning Nanala alive.

Not long after she woke up, Nanala's mother entered the ward, Azreal could see that the lady must have been crying since her eyes were red and puffed, and she just cleaned her tears before entering the ward to worry Nanala less.

Azreal could not believe that people could be so mean, who would want to kill such a sweet woman? The fact that this woman was buried alive by her sister shows how frightening the world could be.

Azreal couldn't help but tear up for what was going to happen to this woman. She couldn't tell if it was because she was in Nanala's body or because she didn't have her own family but she felt a connection to the mother. She vows to herself she won't let anything happen to Nanala's mother.

Nanala's mother was called from the office that her daughter is in the hospital, she couldn't believe her ears, was she going to lose her daughter just like she had lost her husband? She thought to herself as she drive to the hospital, the more she think about it the more she cried. Upon arriving at the hospital she went straight to her daughter's ward after being told the ward she was in. Before she enter the ward she cleaned her tears, she doesn't want her daughter to worry, she has to be the pillar in her family.

Entering the ward she saw her daughter in the hospital bed, looking pale with burned skin, every part of her body want to scream and cry for her daughter, but she know she has to be strong for her daughter. She walked closer to her child's bed but seeing Nanala tearing up broke her completely. “oh my dear Nala" she said as she touched her child's face. Nanala is her only child, the most precious of all that was left behind by her husband. She couldn't hug Nala because of the sore in her body, hugging her will cause more pain so she gently kissed her head. “don't worry Nala everything will be fine" she said lovingly to her daughter.