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Fifteen-year-old Mary appears to have a bright and promising life, but beneath the surface, she battles inner turmoil. Haunted by guilt over a childhood incident with her younger brother, Mark, Mary struggles with self-harm as she faces the growing pressures of family conflict, academic decline, and bullying at school.

Mary's life takes a darker turn when a manipulative new student, Ryan, enters her world. Drawn in by his charm, she hopes he can help her escape her pain, only to be betrayed by his sinister motives. Together with Mona, a jealous classmate with a vendetta against Mary, Ryan's deceit leads Mary into an emotional and physical downward spiral.

As her family’s financial struggles and emotional distance worsen, Mary finds herself isolated from the few sources of light in her life, including her best friend, Sophie. The story builds to a devastating climax when Mary overdoses, sending her into a coma. From there, The Dark Side explores themes of guilt, betrayal, redemption, and recovery as Mary fights her way back to the surface.

The broken path

Mary woke up to the soft morning light streaming through her window. For the first time in months, the quiet of the house felt peaceful, almost like it was holding its breath, waiting for something new to begin. The familiar hum of her parents in the kitchen drifted up the stairs, and she could hear Mark's voice, laughter following after a few words. The house was no longer filled with tension, no longer an echo of unspoken frustrations. It was different now. It felt like home again.

She sat up slowly, stretching her arms above her head, feeling a weight lifting off her chest. Her eyes fell on the pin she had hidden in the drawer, the one she used to hurt herself. The one she hadn't touched in weeks. The thought of it didn't bring the same urge anymore. Instead, she felt an unfamiliar sense of peace, the kind that seemed fragile but real.

Mary pulled on her robe and padded downstairs. Her parents, Emily and David, were seated at the kitchen table, sharing a quiet conversation as they sipped their coffee. When they saw her, their faces softened.

"Good morning, sweetheart," Emily said with a smile. Her voice still had that tremor of emotion from last night, but it was no longer filled with guilt. It was lighter now, full of hope.

David looked up from his paper and nodded, his expression warm. "Morning, Mary."

Mary smiled back at them, feeling the calmness in the room settle into her bones. "Good morning."

Mark's voice came from the hallway, and in a moment, he appeared, holding two mugs of hot chocolate. "I made these," he said, holding them out with a grin.

Mary accepted a mug, her heart swelling with gratitude. "Thanks, Mark," she said, her voice soft but "is it only chocolate you know how to do?"Mary asked mark.

"yes, with mum's support," he said, sitting down beside her. mary gave him a smile and they both laugh out loud.

Mark leaned in close, his eyes serious but filled with the same care he'd always had for her. "You know, you've been the one to keep this family together, Mary. I know things got bad, but we're here now. All of us."

Mary felt a lump form in her throat. Her younger brother, the one who had always looked up to her, had seen her pain, even if she'd tried to hide it. She reached out to squeeze his hand. "I know, Mark. And I'm sorry for not seeing that sooner."

He shook his head, a small smile tugging at his lips. "Don't apologize. We're all learning, right?"

Mary smiled through her tears. "Yeah. We are."

That night, as Mary lay in bed, she reflected on everything that had happened—the darkness, the mistakes, the pain. But more than that, she thought about the light she was finally seeing. She traced the scars on her skin, the marks of her battle, but instead of shame, she felt something else. Strength.

There had been a time when she thought she would never escape the dark forest she had been lost in. But now, she saw a new path ahead—one where she didn't have to carry the weight of her past alone.

With each step, she felt the weight of her past fading. She wasn't defined by her mistakes. She wasn't defined by her scars. She was Mary—strong, resilient, and ready to face whatever came next.

And for the first time in a long time, she felt hopeful.

Chapter 40: The Brighter Path