Heather's POV

Molly was sweet and nice. I couldn't have asked for a better friend. Even though we had only been hanging out for a few hours, I felt like I knew everything about her life. She was open and easy to read, even admitting to things that any other person would naturally have denied.

"So, that is how you got here?" She asked me after I told her the sad tale of my life and the betrayal from the people I called family.

"Well, that is the tale of my life. I didn't have many ...