I always thought that my life can never be better. I had the perfect family, get my sister out of it. But, maybe circumstances like these happen to make you feel happy now. “Was it forever?” was a question that I forgot to ask myself. My life was a beautiful pot made mostly by my mother, but she forgot that when you handle stuff the wrong way, it will break. That’s how my life became. I was trying to rejoin the pieces broken by hate and that’s how I found love. I found him.