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Ongoing, First published Aug 22, 2016
Ever since they were babies, Odell and Nalani had been in and out of group homes. Odell never knew who his dad was and his mother died while giving birth to him. Nalani's parents both died in a tragic collision coming home from their anniversary dinner.

Nalani and Odell both grew up in the same group home,  so the older they got, the closer they became friends. By the time they were Odell was eight and Nalani was seven, they considered each other best friends. Nothing could break them up and no one could ruin their friendship.

That was until one day, when someone wanted to adopt Odell. That was the worst day of their lives. Odell didn't even want to join a new family, he loved his life with his best friend by his side. Both cried and protested, but it was too late. Papers had already been signed and they were ready to take their new son, Odell to his new home.

As years went by, and as Nalani became older, she jumped from group home to group home. She'd often question herself, "Why doesn't anyone want me?" She would often think about her old best friend Odell, and how he has a family now that loved him like he was their own. And that made her sad. Sad to the point where she became depressed. She slacked off in school then altogether, she dropped out.

Once Nalani turned eighteen, she "aged out" of 
the foster care system and was finally an adult. When she got out, she didn't know what she wanted to do. Who she wanted to be. Or how she wanted to live her life. All she wanted was to know how it felt to be loved.
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