Saying goodbye has never been a strong suit of mine and seeing you again was only a cover-up to convince my mind we will see each other later on or soon.
The truth always hurt but a small white lie brought my mind to ease.
Not many understood my relationship with Jaylin.
I was sixteen years old when her father found me on the streets bleeding out and took me to the hospital where he stayed at my side and never left. When he learned about my parents passing, he offered to take me in and became my new legal guardian.
Jaylin and I struggled at first to get used to the idea of living together but over time we connected and she became like a sister to me even if we were not blood-related.
I couldn’t imagine my life without her.
Taking her advice to make a few stops along the way to
