Mileena POV:

Walking back to where the party was, it was silence between Beta Winston and I, I feel nervous returning. I did not need the pity on people’s faces. Each day, I was battling with my own demons. I blame myself for my mother’s death, saving me what causes her life. I could never forget that memory of her dying in my arms. That memory will always be with me. Now it is not the time to feel sad, it is my birthday. Beta Winston was right about one thing. My mother would not want me to keep feeling sad.

She would want me to be happy but most...