Betty's POV

Standing at the familiar but strange scene, my mind was drawn back to memory lane to 13 years ago my last parade.

The night was just like any parade night, the city was buzzing and I was excited for the night. I remembered begging Kyle for close to a night to take me. He was hesitant because of a particular asshole who couldn't stand me but I didn't have a choice

Ever since Dad died, Mum had been paranoid about me. She held me like a fragile egg that could break at ...