Chapter 31
The tears started to fall uncontrollably once I made it to my room. Never in my life had I been so sentimental with my parents, but it felt good to just... talk to them. I let out a short sniff before my eyes landed on my side of the closet. When I opened it, I saw a storage box in there, one I hadn't touched in a while. It mostly included things that were important to me when I was younger, like the Winx Club toys I couldn't let go of and the High School Musical soundtracks I used to listen to all the time. And it also included photo albums, from when I was a baby to my school years. I couldn't help but to pick up one of them, opening it out of pure nostalgia. There were pictures of my previous birthdays, pictures with my whole family at different places, some with Karen and Bryson as w
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