Hope... I've stopped seeing light in the past years. Being surround by darkness since everyone left, hope and faith was nowhere to be found in me. It was long gone and I completely accepted my life. I readied myself to not experience any delight until my last breath but now... I didn't realize that it was possible to be happy again in spite of every needle that stabbed me. I felt like each of them was pulled out of me, and now I'm alive. A smile made its way to my lips again. For the first time in years, finally, my lips stretch to form a genuine smile. "I'm sorry, Lia..." Was the first thing I heard from Emory throughout the day. "I didn't know that mom was capable of doing it to you. If I've discovered it early, I would've bring Sloan to you myself." It has been a week already but

