Life had always been brilliant for Audrey. She was lovely, and radiant, and beautiful. She was smart. She was nice. She was proper. She was adored. She was groomed to be a faultless daughter her mother often bragged about. She was perfect, a parent’s wet dream. Everything was going smoothly for her, which most people didn’t have the luxury of, and it was enough for her.
But often in one’s life, there is bound to be a turning point, whether it leads to better or worse. This change in her life, she couldn’t pinpoint whether good or bad.
When forced to move out of the neighborhood, out of the only place she ever considered home, everything turns sour. Suddenly, everything is different, a lot changed. She wasn’t sure whether she lost herself, or found the real Audrey, hiding beneath all those layers, all those masks of perfect that she always wore around herself. When she decides to drop all the facades, all the false things in her life, she finds relief, like finally getting a lung full of air after holding your breath for so long.
But, like Murphy’s Law states, “Anything that can go wrong, will go wrong.” And it was something she started believing the moment she found herself, once again, at home.
She wanted revenge for her for her sister and she knew the perfect way to get it so that she would hurt the people that did them wrong. But it didn't turn out how she thought it would. She wanted to do it then just go on with her life.
Her and her best friend would find her sister then leave to never be heard from again.
But that didn't go accoriding to plan she isn't just running for her children she is running for herself.
She just couldn't handle the fear of losing herself of being hurt over and over again.
So she made a decision for herself to not let love in until being scared almost lost her
her life