Chapter Eighteen: "Bri... Dad is dying.."

Brielle’s POV

After spending about two hours bonding with Zora, I was impressed by how much we had in common. Beneath all of that dyed hair and bubbly exterior, we were both people that enjoyed to do things on our own.

She was also relatively new here which made me have some relevance to her.

“Do you stay alone? I wish we met sooner really, because I stay alone and it’s so boring once I’m behind those four walls,” she said and then slurped down some more of her milk shake as her eyes eyed me with intensity.

“No, I don’t. I have just one friend and we stay together, her name is Anya. Maybe you guys can meet some other time,” I told her and tried to see if I had anyone that was looking for a roommate in my head.

But my circle was only so small, I eventually just gave up.

“You would eventually find someone, I felt the same way when I moved here, I thought I would never fit in and find my way but here we are,”

“Okay, that’s true, I’ll give it some time,” she agreed and then mo