SUMMER ◇
Best friends were such nonsense in history and present. I hated the bond or cord that they always say was the best thing to happen to someone.
I didn't know if I was the one with the problem or maybe Vasila was. Vasilla has never considered me as a friend. Aren't friends supposed to be like sisters? Always sharing secrets with one another?
When my mother died, Vasilla didn't think of coming to see me nor did she bother to attend my mother's burial. I hated the feeling that she left me alone on my worst days.
I wanted her to be beside me, to hold me in her arms and comfort me during the period I was down but when I needed her those most, she was nowhere to be found. It made me detest her deeply.
I was surprised to see that she had gone to live with Alpha Damian, the popular
