PROLOGUE
One thing that Melissa was certain of was that she was not the victim, no, she refused to be the victim. She believed that she was anything but the victim.
While growing up, she knew that many believed that she had it all _she had whatever she wanted, whenever she wanted but only she knew that it was all false or maybe some parts were true. All she ever wanted was to live a simple live style, her mother's love, family members caring for her, and good friends who love her unconditionally, but no, none of those ever came through, no matter what she did, she never fitted in. She was either expected much from her or pushed aside when they thought that she had no value.
With a delightful smile, she was always able to mask her hurt whereas deep within she was slowly breaking apart. And each time the world reminded her of her reality she could not help but cry herself to bed, not because she was weak but because she felt overwhelmed. She believed that she would one day look back at these days with a smile on her face however her life turned out to be, and even if that day never came she hoped that someday she would be just fine.
"HOW UNFORTUNATE THAT THE SEED SHE PLANTED GREW THIS DEEP "
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"TELL ME, ISN'T IT A WASTE OF TIME AND EMOTION THAT PEOPLE ENGAGE IN AND BELIEVE IN SUCH A BOND?" She asked as she continued staring at the group of friends...
"NO, IT ISN'T, THE JOY OF HAVING THAT ONE PERSON AROUND IS ALWAYS WORTH IT." He smiled as he looked toward the direction her eyes were focused on...
"I HAVE NEVER EXPERIENCED." She said as memories...