prologue

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I remember the day so vividly, like it had happened yesterday. The day I saw his smiling face again. I never thought I would ever be happy to see it. I guess times change don’t they? The feeling of seeing it every time I wake up and head down the stairs. The feeling of knowing that it is there because of me. Now that is special. Something that very few people will ever experience fully. It was something I had never thought I would experience. Again, times change. It still feels abnormal having that fluttery feeling within my chest every time I look at him or feel his arms around me. I might even go to say that- I think I might, well, love him.

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