enny williams

Beneath the surface of Rainbow's polished facade, a complex web of emotions simmered. The wounds of her past, inflicted by the very people who were supposed to love and protect her, still lingered. Being abandoned by her birth parents had left an indelible scar, a constant reminder that she was, in their eyes, disposable.

But life had a way of dealing with unexpected blows. Rainbow thought she had confronted the darkest depths of human betrayal until she fell deeply in love. It was then that she discovered the painful truth: not all promises are kept, and sometimes, the people you trust the most can hurt you the deepest.

Broken Vows

The first three years after our divorce were a blur of darkness and pain. I had been admitted to a psychiatric institution, where I was diagnosed with PTSD. I remembered the feeling of helplessness, the sense of being trapped in my own mind. It took a lot of effort, but eventually, I began to accept the treatment and therapy that was offered to me. 


The darkness that had consumed me before then was a bottomless pit, and I had fallen deep into its abyss. The two years of psychotherapy had been a grueling journey, but eventually, the voices in my head had faded away, and I was declared sane enough to be discharged from the mental institution. 


NOT ALL HEROS WEAR CAPES.