We spend most of the night talking about our pasts and I feel strangely like I did when I talked with my mother all those times. It felt so familiar and yet, like I had just gained a new friend. Afterwards, I slept on her couch in her small house with one bedroom, a kitchen, bathroom with combined living and eating room.

When I woke up to her smiling face the next morning, I was quite surprised. In all honestly, I had forgotten that I ever left Sebastian’s side. What was more remarkable about this whole situation, is the fact that Rosalee even knows who I am referring to. Because...