Trust takes years to build, seconds to break, and forever to repair
When I was 7, I got my heart broken for the first time. One slap and there I was, lying on the ground, my heart torn in pieces barely beating my chest. Well, that is what it felt like. My hero's betrayed me and from that day on, I trusted no one.
When I was 15, I made a mistake. I thought I deserved to love. Well, once a fool, always a fool. The boy I put my trust in broke my heart again. Now, since the age of 7, the thing in my chest was damaged. But on my fifteenth it became weak too.
So I made a the final decision. I would choose myself. Me and my broken self packed a bag, and filled it with the little I had. I took all the kicks and the blows for too long. I left my parents and my life behind. Heck, you can't even call it a life. It was a fucking hell. I decided to leave the Netherlands for good and take myself to the big, bad, scary America. It would be my 'big escape'. So, here I am. A lonely girl, all alone in life. Without a heart to hold on to.
Olivia was taken from her family at the age of 2 by her families rivals.
She can't remember anything before then, the only thing she can remember is living with her "mother" and step father.
The Rivera's were mentally destroyed after her disappearance.
Her father spent 14 years searching for her until his sudden death leaving the 6 brothers distraught.
Olivia always thought she deserved a loving home, what will she do when her "parents" "pass" away due to their addiction?
She finds out she has 6 older brothers, will they take her in? Will they find out she has some secrets of her own? What will she do?
Read on to find out!!