Chapter 1
There's something about the way she looked at me the way she said my name that made me feel special, but it all felt so fake. No one could understand how she did it, or even why she did it. It all felt like a dream, but a memory all at the same time. Who knew she would leave me one day to hold someone else's hand. There was no doubt in my mind that she was special.
I remember like it was yesterday a day I wouldn't forget. I should have noticed something was off from the beginning it had felt odd to me but at the same time who would have known her game. At the time I thought she was a passionate, curious, and smart soul. She always reminded me of my mother maybe that is why she enchanted me so much. When I look back on those days where we would talk and laugh it felt so manipulative she made me feel as if she was the only thing that mattered and without her, I wouldn't be able to survive.
With time I grew to realize the grief I once felt for her was based slowly on the fact I was alone. I knew her since we were 5 her soft dark hair, hazel eyes, with a smile that could make men go weak in the knees. She was the epidemy of perfection.
It all changed when she turned 10.
