Cain's POVI was 13 years old, and she was 9 years old when I first met her. She’s in her pink ballerina, and I’m in my suit. I even ask myself why she’s freaking wearing a pink ballerina when we just attended a birthday party for I-don’t-know her/his name. I’m resting under the tree, where I always did when my family attended an event at the hotel owned by the Smith Clan. I hate social gatherings! They’re not funny. I hate noises, and this young lady is noise for me. I can’t stand with her, but I can’t leave her alone. I found myself enjoying her company even if she’s too noisy for my ears, but she’s different. She’s my first girl friend, and that’s why she became my childhood sweetheart. I’m always rude, snobbish, and mean to her, but she doesn’t care as long as she’s with me. She won’t leave my side, and she’s fine with it. Until the traumatic day happened to her. I shouldn’t leave her. I should have stayed by her side, but I chose the latter. Acting like I have amnesia. I will d
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