It doesn't matter how good you're to others or how hard you try to make others happy when your own life is miserable. I'm here trying to be the new me to keep my promise and give Wayo hope that I have changed. At least, I'm trying. But, it's not easy. As some quotes say, it's never easy. We got to fight for it.

And that's the problem. I don't know what I'm fighting and for whom. What's the point in fighting to achieve something or be happy when I can't share my new achievements or happiness with anybody.

I miss my sister so much. I know I've said this a million times, but that's the truth. Her mere presence could make me feel relieved and protected. She was my lifeline. Now I'm hanging alone in this lane barely, surviving, don't know for whom?

Hi, cupcakes,

It's not an update. I just wanted to drop this here to show that I haven't abounded this story yet. I'm in the final year of my pre-med diploma. So life is hard.

I need to know if this story is still alive or if my readers are still safe to form the corona.

Let me know what you guys think about this story and if you guys still care about this.

Thank you, and see you soon with the complete chapter 😊.