Anastasia’s POV
I have been staring at my ceiling for about a couple of minutes now. It’s 5 am in the morning and still, I can’t get over what happened last night. Luca is my childhood friend, he’s the only kid who wants to play with me. I even bring him to our house and my mom used to cook for us. Until that day he didn’t show up. I waited for him for about a year.
I always go to that park hoping to see him there again, but he doesn’t show up anymore until I got tired and decided to forget him. I thought he left me because he didn’t want to be my friend anymore. I thought he left me because I’m that ugly kid that everyone bullies. But the truth is, they left the country.
I can’t understand myself now. After he said that, I felt sorry for him. He still has a part in me, I can’t deny tha
