#Chapter62

If you would have told me a year ago that I'd be waking up on my birthday with both of my parents standing at the end of my bed. I would have laughed right in your face.

Because as much as I believed in miracles I just didn't see this becoming reality not since the nasty break up my parents had.

But low and behold. Both my parents are now standing in my room not having a screaming match.

" Happy Birthday sweetheart" my mum says her face lighting up with joy as she comes round my bed and kisses me on the cheek. Dad soon follows and hands...