Chapter 67

I sat quietly in a clean cell with shiny silver bars, thinking, on the hard bed. Nicholas was also locked up, in the cell to my right. The air felt thick around us, filled with the sterile smell of metal. It was our first day meeting my father, and we were already behind bars.

What a life.

‘Do I have to cry again?’ I wondered, a weary sigh escaping my lips. Even myself is already tired of me. I can only cry and never seem to do anything better. I longed to be like Nadine – strong, powerful, a master of my own destiny. Even Bianca possessed a strength I envied.

But what am I? Haven't I promised to be strong and never regret whatever I am going to do again?

Yet, here I was, drowning in regret, I really regret losing Xanders and Nadine. With them, I almost felt invincible; they supported me, accepted me as I was. Even in my weakness, they stood by me, patiently guiding me towards my own strength. They valued me for who I truly was.

Xanders... he had become my everything.

'Why did I hurt