Prologue

You're scared to death of the outside world you've never experienced. When your feet don't touch the ground but you're still standing, and when people look at you for the first time and judge you in the way they always do because you're so different.

You're trying to keep a strong façade, but she can read you like a book. She can tell that you're terrified and insecure, and she stays with you to make sure you get through the day.

But at the same time, she's just like you; barely holding herself together. The difference is, she's a lot better at pretending.