Alia's P.O.V

I saw him again, after seven years, I saw him, I saw Zion, I saw the man everyone has been telling me about, I saw the man my mother said didn't stop coming, didn't stop checking on me, and didn't stop loving me.

But it's painful, painful that I feel like I've forgotten, painful that I didn't remember to forget him, painful that I need to not remember him, so I can have a peaceful life, life without drama and pain, without insecurities and overwhelming pressure of being perfect for everyone.

I want to remember to forget, I need to remember to forget, so I would have a...