YEAR 2018
TEARS STREAMED DOWN Blue’s face as he lay on the bed, haunted by the painful memories of what he had gone through at the hands of his parents. After that night, he had fallen back into rebellion. He lost his drive. For him, the pain was proof enough—they would never love him, never be proud of him.
That was the first night he and his twin didn’t sleep beside each other. It hurts, but he had no choice but to endure it.
At that moment, he was trying to fall asleep, even as a heavy weight pressed against his chest. Just as he closed his eyes, his phone rang. A smile slowly formed on his lips when he saw Katleya’s name on the screen. He remembered the first time their hands touched.
He answered the call. “Why?”
“I’m just checking on you,” Katleya said.
“I’m sad. Send me nudes,
