Three months ago I did my own thing as people followed me. In the past few months I’ve learned something, love is like a wildfire, uncontrollable. I had never loved someone and I was native, but neither did I know that love can ruin you, tear you apart and break you down. I learned that the hard way...

He is alive, healthy and I never hurt him. He is my father and I am his daughter, not his murderer. A beautiful nightmare, a nightmare that will haunt me until the day I die…if that is to ever come.