Chapter 1

(Morrigan × OC)

Facade. We all think nobody can see through ours. Why do we have them? What are we hiding? Sorrow? Because we don't want to be weak? Happiness? Because it's so precious that we have to hide it?
When do we realise others have one? Is it a human instinct then? To hide vulnerability and happiness both? If it was an instinct and everyone had one, then that would have comforted Morrigan. As life would have it, she had to learn that facades are delicate. They slip on and off and some people can see through them. A lot more than what she would have liked.