“Things will happen, good or bad, we cannot control that. What we can control is how we react, and how it affects us. So be a strong little one, always”
Zeke’s voice echoed through my mind. Flashes of Zeke, Cherry, Sugar, and Henna emerged. Images of us doing nothing but enjoying each other’s company. The laughs we shared, fights we ignited, and tears we wept together flipped through my mind. All the times we spent with each other seemed like a fantasy, even when we were screaming at each other, all the bad times turned into good. My eyes slowly opened as tears slid down the side of my face, I stared up at the ceiling shaking my head gently. Refusing to come to terms with the events of today, my heart pushed me to believe it was all a dreadful nightmare, but my mind would fla
