MEDDIE’S POV
I’ve been sitting in this dark and dank room for hours in pain. My leg hurts, my face hurts, my neck, my arms, my ribs, my stomach, everything is in unbearable pain.
My thoughts go back to my birthday, and the hellish week after that. How everyone I became close to turned cold after just one statement. A statement from someone who doesn’t know me and whom I had never even heard of before my birthday.
It is tragic as well as comical to revisit those days. It reminds me that blood will always be thicker, no matter how much you think you know someone, you don’t actually know them at all. It didn’t take Vincenzo two seconds before threatening me for something I didn’t do, blaming me. After all, I was the easier target. People always tend to blame the outsider, the stranger when
