I'm not the friendly type. I only spend time with my cousin and sister, and they're the only ones I consider my people. But everything changed when I met this girl...
"Isaiah, go follow your sister." My mom told me when she saw Irene excitedly running towards our front door.
I took a deep breath before following her. Today is my 9th birthday, and the house is crowded with visitors—my parents' colleagues, business partners, celebrity friends, relatives, and even distant relatives I hardly know. This isn't just a birthday celebration, but also a welcome party for us, since we've just moved from the US and will be staying here permanently. That's probably why the celebration is so grand.
I walked straight to the door, ignoring everyone calling my name and all the fake enthusiasm from the k
