Chapter 19: Last Memory

Twaine's Point of View :

When I got home from school, I went home immediately. As usual, I went straight to my room and changed into my uniform.

After all, I'm of legal age and my flight is open, why haven't I completed the day yet?

I opened my closet to get my clothes. Earlier, on my way home I thought of going to a bar. I want to make the most of this day alone. Jeremy and Ana would have invited me out but I refused. I said I just wanted to sleep at home but the truth is, I wanted to talk to myself.

An off-shoulder red and white denim shorts I thought of wearing. I paired it with a black heel that suited me.

'Perfect!'

I also put foundation on my face. I also fixed my eyebrow. And last, I wear a red lipstick. I just put on my long hair.

After I adjusted myself, I next picked up my black shoulder bag. After all, I went to my small cabinet where the car key that Daddy bequeathed to me 3 years ago is located.

At the age of 15, I knew how to drive. Daddy also taught me. I already