The pain tears you apart

It all started with a 4-leaf clover. Not the green kind you find in the grass when you're idly sitting together with your friends. No, this one just randomly showed up one day behind your ear. You felt the sharp sting, a sting that rivaled the sting in your hand after you took down one of the bullies in your foster home. A sting far more painful than the knowledge that you were going back to the orphanage. A sting that would lead you to three of the best people you would ever know.