Part Two
Daisy
Walking away from them was one of the hardest things I had ever had to do. It was harder that leaving my parents behind or the weeks that had followed. Where I had mainly been living in hotel rooms.
My parents called, almost constantly in He first few weeks to demand I come home, to be a good girl.
But that had almost stopped now. I knew I had hurt them, my parents and Mason and Aden both but I had to be on my own for a while. To clear my head and more importantly to get to know myself.
And part of getting to know myself was finding out where I really came from. Which was why I was here.
My eyes scoured the white building in front of me. It looked kind of unassuming but inside were people who could tell me who I really was. Or at least that was what my research had sa
