Deluge — Yolanda Olson

Life began when adolescence ended. After experiencing what should have been one of the proudest moments in my life, I was reminded of what I had done. That I had walked that lone mile alone—that it was my fault that things happened the way they did. I didn't mean it and I would give anything to take it all back, but I can't. Now I'm being bred into a monster. Molded into a darkness that I never knew even existed. There's no daylight here, not even a sliver of hope. And as the days go on, I can feel it happening. I've slowly become the one thing I've learned to hate so desperately. The head of the Greene family.