Chapter 19 Her

• Some tarnished motives couldn't be forgotten even when people tried hard to erase the unwell past. I was one of them, the thoughts of my mother out to get me and the therapist that drugged for an unknown reason, it made think that my life wasn't planned out the way I wanted to without my dad.
• My hair was smooth to my touch as I peaked out the window and imaged Xavier's eyes in my mind; how he gazed at me and how he always knew something happened to me. He was attentive and he had strong recognition here with the professors that were introduced to his parents before.
• I only saw pictures of Evangeline Hart and Ryson Adams on the news. They were the top-notch artistis of all times back in Michigan School of Arts and Juilliard. They matched together so perfectly as if God made them just for each other.