#Chapter30

Dear Carlos,

I don't know if you ever get the chance to read this small piece of myself or not. But how can I deny your way of teaching me to look forward with hope? I am not as strong as you are. I never was. I was always a girl living in her fantasy world with a dream of a perfectly happy life. Maybe that is the reason I was hurt and broken beyond anything. I was born and grew up with a happy supportive family who never allowed a scratch on my skin. They protected me as a glass vase. I think that was the major mistake...