You've found A Man
Life is cruel, death is crucial. No one actually cares how you survive but how you die or how long you live but how fast you die.
We are nothing but the shadows of our ghosts whenever we run and hide from the truth, reality and our responsibilities.
If love stops hate and fate predicts life then death is a free man roaming around with no restrictions or prediction.
Elizabeth was busy writing with seriousness, she really has a knack for writing, she wished she could go into writing but her mom would definitely object to that, well not like she had plans to though. Her mother always wanted her to be a lawyer after she blurted out that she wished to be a lawyer.
Her uncle had a firm, however her mother wasn't on good terms with him. She blamed him for several reasons she is not aware of
She will always argue with him behind close doors.