A day passed and it was time for me to go home. I changed into my clothes and looked at my wrist that I cut, Then I remembered what the doctor said.

"This scar will remain till you die but if you want to remove it you can have a plastic surgery." I would never do plastic surgery for this.

This should remain with me till I die, the same as the deadly scar Ryan made in my heart. I sighed and came out of the hospital room and I saw Mark and Gwen were there waiting for me. Mark was carrying Raylie while Gwen was holdning Noel's hand. My...