Cloe buried her head in her hands and silently cried. She was scared. Cloe didn’t like to trust people. Whenever she trusted someone, it always came crumbling down. No matter who they were or how nice the person seemed, whenever she let her walls come down, she got burned. Cloe made a pact to herself then and there. No more trusting people. Just get through the next few months before being shipped to the next foster home. No. More. Trust.All Rights Reserved