Livia’s POV
Thunder rolls overhead, loud and resonant.
But the loud beating of my heart still drowns the sound.
“You’re young… you’re too young.”
Ford’s words echo in my mind, repeating like a chant.
The thing is, I don’t think I’ve ever felt young my whole life.
Growing up without a dad. My mother working and rarely being around. Getting surprised by a stepdad and a stepbrother who both despised me. Being beaten and belittled constantly…
I had to grow up.
I needed to grow up.
And I’m here now, full of experiences that some people will never get.
Only to be told that I’m too young like that makes me less.
I keep walking. Running. Until the sheet of rain cascades on me and soaks through my entire body.
“Livia!”
Ford’s voice flashes behind me, but I don’t stop. Even when I hea
