True Happiness
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The only thing Neveah wanted in life was to finally have true happiness. Neveah mother left at the age of 5 and she always wondered why did her mom leave her because they was best friends in her eyes. Neveah father was a drunk and he would sneak into her room late at nights and touch on her as a child once she became a teenager things gotten worse. Will Neveah finally have True Happiness or will she end it all.
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