Chapitre 3: II. Her 18th Birthday
I get my phone and I open up the folder in which our core memories are hidden.
I played one. It was her 18th birthday.
I can still remember how she cried that time because she didn't want to be an adult.
She always say she wants to get out of here. While all I ever did say, "Everything will be alright."
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