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Kian’s POV:

I was very young, when I got gifted with the fear of getting hurt. To have abstract loss, or a physical loss that causes abstract grief.

Years passed by and I realised I wasn't afraid of getting hurt, I was afraid of the feeling that I get from it. Being vulnerable. Vulnerable in front of anyone. Regardless of who the person is. It came with thousands of thoughts. I was very young when my parents diet. I was vulnerable at that time. And I knew that. Grandma gave me everything she had, but she couldn't fill up the spaces that were left. I never opened up in front of her about how I truly feel.

When I left the town, for music. I had nothing. Nothing at all. One thing I promised myself at that time was that I will never bow to anyone. I met Raven and Quinn. They both were as eager to dive into the industry as I was, but the difference was I kept no option to go back.

Mona was a teenager when she first saw me at a coffee shop. She was always like this. Reaching out to what