The feeling of being blamed for something I didn't commit is exhausting and irritating. I lost my loving little brother because of THEM. I lost my freedom, happiness and love because of THEM. I can't trust anyone because everything that surrounds me is just a lie.
Who will I trust again? Am I able to get my freedom again? Well, I don't think so unless you read my story.
(I changed its title to Arabella from Tutor Vs. Gangster because I feel like it doesn't fit the plot of my story. Have a nice day)