At nineteen, she thought her first year at The University of the West Indies would be predictable: classes, new friends, and figuring out how to balance freedom with responsibility. It was supposed to be a quiet shift into adulthood, nothing too dramatic, nothing too out of the ordinary. Nothing prepared her for the moment she unexpectedly met the one person she never imagined stepping into her real world: her brother's best friend. The same best friend whose music lived in her playlists, whose voice carried her through late-night studying, and whose lyrics she knew word for word.