“When Adrienne and I broke up last year, I believed that was the end of love for me. I thought he was my soul mate, we’d grown up together, been through every hard time imaginable as a team, but it ended. It still ended. I used to think about Mum and Dad, and tried to imagine their love for each other, but they too had their share of hardships and were getting divorced before mum died. I tried to find the love between Isla and Dad, but it just seemed odd to me. I felt they weren’t meant to be. My last resort was always Arielle and Deimon. They were the closest thing to true love if seen in my life. And as sick as they displays of affection were, and as stupid as it sounds, that’s what I always wanted. Something like what they have. The way he looks at her, her smile when he’s beside her, you can tell that their relationship would last forever. I was always miserable being alone, with only the thoughts of myself driving myself insane, and the words of my suicidal Mother scribbled across tear stained pages that I kept reading like a bible. Over and over, back to front, hoping for maybe a different ending, a hint of happiness, some hope for her, never with the abrupt awakening ending of a brutal line that bounced off the walls of my mind. “I’m sorry I couldn’t be the mother you deserved” If my own mother didn’t love me enough to stay, then who would? Maybe I was unlovable, maybe love in general didn’t exist.”