Brianna’s POV
Tears rimmed my eyes as I walked up the hill towards the orphanage home where I grew up.
The years had not been very easy on the building. The worn out and washed up signage glowed faintly from here. The memories from my stay rushing to me in waves.
St. Claire’s Orphanage.
It all felt like a fever dream now looking from the outside. Once upon a time, this place was my whole life.
My only mission in life was to leave here in one piece, find my biological parents and lead a slow and peaceful life.
The contrast from my aspirations then and my reality now was truly amusing.
“Are you okay?” Adrian’s voice cuts through the fog of my reminiscence.
I wiped at the lone tear that managed to escape my eye, sniffing. “Yeah, yeah.” I affirmed. “I’m fine. I’m all good.”
Adrian sto
