Your story of Raina is not just captivating but well developed. The transition from a love-filled emotion to being emotionally erased reveals more than creativity but reality.

Once, I left a child under a trusted person's care to attend to an urgent matter.
I returned to hear that the child had an accident. The blame from the North, South, East and West rested on my shoulders, the worst part was self-guilt.

I could not forgive myself for leaving the child with someone I trusted. Suddenly, my happy world crashed and almost everyone around did not help matters. I became invisible.

Months later, the child recovered. Today, I almost forgot this incident happened until your story served as a reminder.
Time heals but deep wounds are not just healed by time, but also forgiveness from family, those affected and oneself.

Life happens to people. At times, just words, actions, or decisions can render us into a state of invisibility— heaviness of heart, a place of hopelessness and helplessness, which may not entirely be our faults.

Yet, life goes on. It should not go on in the attitude of solitude but in the love that covers a multitude of offenses.