HUNTER POV
My eyes slowly adjusted to the interior of my bedroom. I literally made it to the personal museum where I can access my history. I looked satisfied when I saw a family portrait where I stood with my parents and younger sister.
I feel assured when I realize they are living safely in Brooklyn. My family was a middle class which I can boost that they are well off and can provide the basic needs of the family without breakage. I am out here in New York to start a life on my own.
My eyes rolled over and caught the attention of a portrait of me and Kayla. If I can remember vividly, the picture was taken at the anniversary of our company. We stood there posing as a couple but we were friends in reality.
"Why can't I make the idea of being a couple into reality?" A question stru
