Chapter 7Inspiration returned as I spent the next four days writing themilys. It felt good to have the pencil in my left hand and watch words appear on the paper. I was glad that whatever kind of block I’d been suffering from writing had vanished as quickly as it had come. I hoped that I did not have any more of that again. Writing had become a release where I could express everything that had happened since I left my family home. I needed an area of my life where I could be unfiltered and not feel like I had to hold something back.
Love and choice were the first two words I wrote down on the paper. I had begun to realize that my entire time here so far was about those two words. Love. Second Esperah Dorrado’s lack of love for Turner Perez. Teresa’s lack of love for Leopolde. What about m
