Chapter fifty seven:

57.

Chloe's POV:

It was around my eighteenth birthday. Mother had baked me a chocolate cake and me and my family sat outside our little house, celebrating.

“Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you happy birthday dear Chloe! Happy birthday to you!”

They both sang happily, while I sat in front of my cake blushing, smiling and grateful. I cut the cake when it was time and they fed me while I fed them back.

That was how it had also been. I had no friends right from when I was a kid and my parents will never let me keep anyone too close, especially the...