Erin was much different from the last time Blair saw her, was during her mother’s burial. She had sat alone on the bench, dressed all in black, not speaking to anyone who approached her to share their condolences. Blair remembered thinking Erin was really strong, if she had lost her mum, she didn’t think she could hold it together just the way Erin did. Blair had later caught Erin crying after she thought that everybody had left. She had wanted to walk up to her, to console her and tell her everything would be fine. But Blair wasn’t the judge of life, she couldn’t predict if everything will be fine....