The taxi pulled up right in front of the gate. Mia glanced at her home and wished she had a pair of sunglasses to hide her puffy eyes. She had cried until she was too tired to cry anymore. Exhaustion from the whole ordeal had taken a toll on her body and right now all she needed was to lock herself up in her bedroom, curl up in bed and try to forget her misery. She was no longer the girl that she used to be, the one who will greet the sun with a happy smile on her face, it seemed like her soul was taken away from her the day she was shot. She wished that she could lose her memory again, erasing everything that happened after her 25th birthday party. Mia thanked the taxi driver who had been a perfect gentleman all the way. The middle-aged man though he didn’t know the reason why she was cr
