Prologue

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Prologue

It all happened a chilly night in October. I left my boyfriends house. I was in a good mood. I had my thick gray cardigan tightly wrapped around my upper body, my hands pulling it tighter and tighter as I made my way down the block. The edge of my bright green soft pants was being held up my brown uggs.

There wasn't any need for me to dress in very warm clothes, since I lived down the block from my boyfriend, like I always had. It took me three or four minutes to make my way home.

That night I wasn't prepared for what was going to happen. I thought it was a night like any other. Christmas was close, only two months. The preparations was already ongoing since my boyfriends family and mine were going to Thailand together.

Everything was perfect. I had the best life anyone could ask for. A loving family and a loving boyfriend. I had great friends. I was doing great in school and in spring we would all graduate. It was all perfect.

Or so I thought.

By the time I got to my house my lips were blue and I was freezing. I was longing to step inside my warm house, greeted by my seven year old little brother Gabriel and my thirteen year old little sister Primrose. I was looking forward to our German Shepard Felix wet kisses. I was looking forward to sit down by the dinner table with my family and enjoy one of my mother's delicious meals. I was looking forward to talk to my father about archery, the one thing that was ours alone. Just mine and his. Our own thing together.

Little did I know, that was not about to happen. I was not going to make it inside to my loving family. I was not going to join my family for a delicious meal. I was not going to get another one of Felix kisses and I was not going to see my little brother grow up. Because just as I was about to walk into the lawn my phone beeped. A text.

A text, that would change everything that night and every night and day to come. Because I was not going to have another one.

That night, was the night I was murdered.

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