CHAPTER 145 MEMORIES.

DMadison trudged up the stairs, her feet heavy with the weight of memories. She couldn't shake off the feeling of sadness and regret that had settled over her like a shroud. As she entered her room, she was enveloped in a sense of nostalgia. Everything was just as she had left it, yet it felt different, like a part of her had been left behind. She collapsed onto her bed, surrounded by the familiar comforts of her childhood, and let out a deep sigh. The plush carpet, the soft blankets, the framed photos on her wall – everything seemed to whisper memories of a happier past. Madison's eyes wandered to the corner of her room, where she had spent countless hours daydreaming, reading, and laughing with Hunter. Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes as she remembered the good times, the laughter, and the adventures they had shared. She felt like she was losing her grip on reality, like the past was pulling her back in, refusing to let her move on. Madison buried her face in her pillow, al