There is that moment, that moment of absolute ruin, when life has casted every stone and weapon in its arsenal at you, when everything has been lost and the end is definite, when things can't get any worse than they already are : that distinct moment had dawned on Bianca -all her life one thing had been certain, if she'd lose her father, she'd have lost everything, he was her everything, he was the only person that gave her the greatest sense of belonging, he helped build her up again after her mother had left her spirit destroyed, left her with an abundance of mistrust, left her fearing that everyone would in the end, end up abandoning her. She'd broken her from a young age and now that she'd picked up the pieces and was whole again, she was back, working even harder to propel her back to
