Now I'm 25. I picked up where I left off in music when I was 21, and it was time for me to make a comeback. But this stranger, I somehow sacrificed it all for him after hearing his story when he was drunk out at a bar.

I gave him my life. I taught him music, to get him back on track. He betrayed me once he learnt everything from me. I remember myself being stunned senseless by the unexpected betrayal.

Why was I being a fool again?