Witness

"Now, tell me what is going on in that pretty little head of yours." He asks, a soft smile on his face.

I exhale, and relax into the new found intimacy between us. I lay still for a moment, before rolling onto my side and resting my head onto his chest. The warmth instantly makes me feel better.

"Do make yourself at home." He smirks.

"This is my room."

"Next time, you can come to me." He laughs. "Forever wasting a clean shirt just to walk along the hall."

"I didn't tell you to!" I defend.

"Didn't tell me to come to your room, or didn't tell me to put on a shirt?" He questions, raising his eyebrows.

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I was born Nina Reagan Wilson. When I was 8, I found myself in the wrong place at the wrong time. As a result, my parents decided it was best for us to move. When my mum and dad married, I changed my name too.

My name is Reagen West, and this year, I finally get to be myself

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