103 SEEING HER AUNT AGAIN

PERSY

There was no day that passed that I did not wish that our story was a bit different... That my own story, most especially, was different.

Why did bad things always have to happen to me? It was like I was not meant for happiness, like I was not meant to smile in the end for any reason.

At first, I did not believe her-My aunt, who had told me that the man I was so irrevocably in love with was the same person that killed my parents. It ...